She briefly considered turning around and going back towards the passenger elevators, but rejected that option as too revealing. She didn't want Paron...to know that she was aware of his spying. She was more interested in why he would be so blatant, so obvious about his interest in her. If he was a spy for InterSys, then he shouldn't have been so clumsy.Kat entered the elevator, nodding at Paron but not saying anything. They had never 'chatted', as most people in an office are wont to do at one. You got that? If you're still interested, get down on your knees & make me cum with your mouth. If not, get the fuck out & I'll find another bitch to take my cock."No, I'll... I'll... do it" I stammered. Touching his cock, even through his pants, made me hungry for it."Good girl," he said, grinning. He knew that he had me when I said that & began to unfasten his pants as I stood before him, my eyes locked on his crotch. I gasped as he whipped out his bare cock. Even soft, it was huge." Now you. “You’re not!” she rejoined. “You need to stiffen up!”“You need to strip, and I can assure you that stiffening will then occur without a doubt.”Of course I was right. She slipped her sweater over her head and unclipped her bra, allowing both garments to fall to the floor while she cupped her breasts in each hand, running her thumbs over her nipples, which obligingly stood out firmly, as did my cock at the sight.She came into my arms, rubbing herself against me, her nips pricking chest. Her hand. I was glad Ponte hadn't heard that for I'm sure it would have dampened the mood. I know it dampened mine momentarily. I had a sudden pang of guilt. What would his mother think if she knew what we had been doing. What started with me catching him stealing my underwear has turned into a situation neither of us should be in. But when he returned and sat back down and again looked at me with that look, I forgot all about my guilt and I settled back and enjoyed the rest of the dinner. After we were.