She was nattering on about some nitpicky changes to nonessential documents pertaining to a trivial matter. He wanted to tell her to piss off, but ther... was a strong chance she'd be his boss some day, if Kurt didn't find an excuse to fire him first. So he sat and listened and murmured agreement while picturing her roasting in hell.The fantasy was going along nicely when Julie stopped in mid-sentence, flapped her hand in front of her face and complained that it was getting a bit hot.Steve. That startled us from our lust-filled stalking."I think somebody needs a nap." I said aloudI reached for the injection full of sedative for combat triage in our first aid kit in my lust-filled daze I must have injected too much. I felt for a pulse and Frankie was dead. In my lusty delirium I thought to myself, "That's one less sex partner. I turned my attention instead to the very aroused sex partner next to me who was now stroking my fully erect and very hard dick.I motioned Michelle onto her. You leisurely take off your clothes, letting your thin summer dress fall offyour shoulders and onto the floor, pulling off the bra, thin slip, and pantiesyou wear underneath, and tossing them onto the sofa. You think a second more,and, remembering that I asked you to be completely undressed, step out of yourstrappy heeled sandals. Looking at the mess of your clothes, and rememberinghow I carefully folded my clothes when you instructed me to undress in yourown playroom, you fold them neatly and. Holy … SHIT! ———- Like I said earlier, I couldn’t believe that happened any more than I’m sure you can reading about it now. I pinched myself to make sure I was awake until I bruised. I threw out the coffee in case someone had spiked it with something that would make those three act like that. I poked my head back in the front office that afternoon to see what Mrs Stotter was doing then. She looked at me a little strangely — I didn’t usually step in just to say good night — but she seemed.