"Uh, just a sec!"I smoothed down my erection as much as I possibly could, and opened the door, being careful to keep my bottom half behind the door it...elf. "Hey Jakey, did I interrupt something?" She smirked, that look that normally I thought was adorable, but now it struck me with nothing but paranoia. Did she know? Could she tell? No. She couldn't possibly..could she?"Oh hey Kels! No, just getting my bed ready, I hate fitted sheets" I said, hoping I was convincing enough. "Ugh. Yeah I hear. “I’ll just go and check the spare bedroom”, I said and did just that. Andy was pouring another glass of wine when I got back.“I’ve been wondering all day”, she started. “Have you two been into pissing games for long?”What do we answer? Andy always believed in tackling things head on. “How did you know? No, we’ve only tried it a couple of times. Why do you ask?”My mother has always been assertive and outspoken. Please, please don’t let her want to join in. That would be awful.She eventually. He even gave me a foot massage. I was as tense as a racehorse.Then his caresses focused on the front of my body. My undeveloped and barely sensitive “breasts”. My tummy, stroking round and round. And then what I dreaded, he had me lie back so he could look at my privates. He spread my pussy lips, and, unexpectedly, that kind of excited me, made my clit tingle a little. He looked closely at my clit, spread my vagina lips open and shone a light in there, and lifted my bottom up to try to. We went back to the conference room, and after a brief chat, Elyse and I left the office and rode the elevators down to street level. We walked across the bridge over the Chicago River to the parking garage near Union Station, and after retrieving my car, headed back to the office.“What took so long?” Elyse asked when we were safely in the car.“Lisa,” I said. “She propositioned me. Again. She has some ulterior motive and I’m not going to play her game for several reasons.”“What do you think.