Maggie kissed her harder, probing Suna’s mouth with her tongue. Suna responded, tentatively raising a hand and entwining her fingers in Maggie’s w...ld, soft hair. The law officer began to move the statue lower, taking it down Suna’s ribs, over her belly, gently running it from her hip bone to her short line and back again. The pleasure was so intense that Suna ached, she moaned and Maggie unhooked the dress to the bottom, displaying the tops of the stocking leggings and the small black shorts.. She's now standing in a nice black lace bra definitely too small for her B cup tits. Squashing and squeezing the flesh into a nice plump cleavage. She runs her hands down her toned stomach and bites her lower lip. Is she thinking of her mystery man? Remembering how he touched her a few hours ago?She reaches behind now and unzips her grey pencil skirt and wiggling her hips as it slides down to the floor. Wow! She really does have amazing legs. Long, slender, tanned legs. She's wearing a tiny. "Okay, lets get back on the phones. This is shaping up to one of those days where we'll need a break."The others dutifully laughed, and went back to their desks. And it was a busy day; they averaged 40 calls an hour for the next two hours. Most were easy things, passwords needing to be reset, but there were just enough complicated questions to keep Julie hopping. Things kept happening, to the point where she just grabbed a cup of coffee and brought it back to her desk. She was really looking. I used the phone in the office and woke up Rob, my assistant manager. He held his curiosity in check, and drove out with some clothes. He was well aware of my reputation with the ladies, so his best guess was probably close to what happened. After I dressed, I swore Rob to secrecy. He brought me home, and I collapsed in utter mental exhaustion.I holed up in my house for the next two weeks, not even turning on the light. I lived on only water and the food in the pantry. There were some pretty.