" This, in turn, excited me as well, and I learned since then that dirty talk is my main turn on.She must've noticed the same, because she finally ask...d: "You want to lick my cunt too?" And before I could answer she had already straddled my head. Her pussy smelled strongly of woman, and of her own, fantastic body. I touched it with one finger and was surprised at how soft and warm and wet it was.I raised my head and touched her labia with my tongue. Not knowing how to do it "right" I started. I kept my eyes closed until the phone was pressed against my ear, careful not to reveal the identity of the person I had just called. If it works, it’s meant to be, I told myself as the phone rang. ‘Hello?’ said a voice. It was hard to pin-point who exactly it was, so I just listened, trying to determine whose voice it was. It was definitely a guy, so that was a good start. ‘Hello? Serena?’ he said. ‘Hi,’ I said meekly. ‘Do you want to come over?’ There was a pause. ‘Right now? You okay?’ he. Tom says, "We'll seehow he performs. If he doesn't meet your standards,he's out. Simple as that. He's just a fuckbitch to me.Fuckbitch, come up here and get to work."I wasn't quite sure what to think about all of this. Iwas still reeling a bit from having been discovered inflagrante by Tom. I liked the little arrangement I'dhad with Jesse before. In the space of ten minutes Ifound it expanded to include whatever swinging dickswalked in their door--not to mention Tom himself.Plus, who knew what. He wanted to see me today. I think he noticed me early this morningwalking in the hallway.Now what?I really didn't want to go to his office dressed like I was.I was "hot," but not for him.When I reached his office, he had a chair next to his desk, not in frontof it.If I sat in the chair, I would be closer to him and he could see more ofmy legs, with my short denim skirt.In fact, my skirt was way too short. I did not realize how short it wasuntil I sat down on the bus this morning.My skirt.