We also started taking breaks together. I started flirting with her more openly..She was also liking it. We started talking over phone .Slowly the tal...s were changing from from friendly flirting and chit chat to romantic talks.We started using every moment to talk to each other or to spend time together.During breaks we used to go down to coffee house and sit together holding each other’s hand. Looking into each other’s eyes.One day after dinner we were taking a walk outside office . It was. She drove me back to my car at the convention hall."Can I have your number?" she asked before I had a chance to ask for hers. Hmmm."Sure," I answered and told her. Rather than write it down, she simply repeated a couple of times before telling me, "See you later." As I watched her drive away I thought, "Interesting evening, interesting lady."---"Jim, did you hear what I said?" Melissa's question popped me back to reality."Uh, yeah. Well, no. My mind was off in la la land. I'm sorry, Missy. What. I believe that she noticed my dilemma as my body was twitching and I walked as if I was in pain. I was. I also was becoming aware of the fact that I was becoming her sex toy, but you know what, I loved it and I loved her.“Christy, I think that maybe I should go home now. I mean I don’t think you need me anymore today. I mean I’m getting kind of tired.”“In just a little while, I want to tell you more about being a model.” She carried the baby with one arm and wrapped the other around my waist as. "More," I reply and he complies. His hand cups my pussy. His fingers slide inside, first one, then another and then finally one more. His thumb brushes across my clit as he fucks me with his hand.I tilt up my hips and rise to meet his hand. I rock back and forth, wishing those fingers were his cock buried deep inside me. "You're so wet, so hot," he says. "I bet you taste so sweet right now." Taste me," I whisper and gently tug his hand away from my pussy. I want him to keep fucking my pussy,.