I watch him come back but he turns me back around, he then places stands behind my chair.“I was thinking something, a little more...personal..”I c...ear my throat and fidget my skirt nervously.“U-um and what would that be..?”I say with a stutter, coming from behind me I hear an audible zipper sound and belt shuffling.“What are you willing to do to keep your job…?”“Just about anything, sir. B-but I don't know what kind of woman you take me for.”He rests his hands on my shoulders firmly“Just about. Bonesteel and his ex enjoyed an amiable, platonic relationship thesedays, sharing dinners once or twice a month. The trial had been an ordealon both, and they tended to lean more heavily on one another for comfort.She said she'd already visited this so-called "Sorceress" but found theprice more than she was willing to pay. At the time, Bonesteel had noreason to believe in the self-proclaimed powers of these charlatans. Butnow, he was at the end of his rope with nowhere else to turn.. She was pushing her tongue deep into my mouth and flicking it all around. I had my hand on her leg and was moving it, slowly, higher and higher. As I got close to the top of her leg she flung herself on top of me and was straddling me. I moved my hands up her legs under her dress and clinched her ass. She was wearing a sexy pair of lacy high-cut boy shorts. There was a little too much material to be a thong, but they were sexy nonetheless. She started to slowly grind on me and bite my lower. Oh my goodness she was hot. I slid my workout bag around to the front to hide the bulge in the front of my shorts. Very exotic looking. She has dark hair which she had wrapped up and out of the way, brown eyes and tanned skin. She had the towel wrapped kind of low accentuating her breasts. They seemed to be a large C cup at best and the towel just hugged her curves, framing her flat, mid section and sensuous hips. She’s tall, about my height, maybe an inch shorter. I’m six foot, which allows us.