But she smiled at him, her lashes half lowered over sultry dark eyes, and he perked up immediately."Good morning, dear," she murmured. "Did you sleep ...ell?" Kind of," he said. "But I wanted to be in your bed."She came to stand close and lift a scented hand to his cheek. "I know, lover; I wanted you there, too. Maybe there'll be a chance today. Would you like that?"Damn! He wanted to grab her and rub his stiffening cock into her belly, to hold her by the cheeks of that alluring ass and to bury. It felt so nice. It'd been a long time since I'd showered with a partner. It was warm and tender and soft. She was soft. My hand were gliding across her with ease as I lathered her arms, shoulders, tummy, breasts. She was doing the same to me, and of course it came as no surprise when she reached for my cock to clean it and I felt the familiar sensations of an erection brewing. Obviously I could do nothing else but return the favour, so I softly gripped her dick as well and began to caress it.. I didn’t look away this time, and her facial expression changed from one of annoyance to confusion, to a sort of slyness. Also confused, I turned back to the laptop on my desk, hoping to quickly forget the awkward stare. A few seconds later, a message popped up on my monitor, coming from Juli: “Like what you see? I should have you fired for sexual harassment.”Further confused, I replied: “I’m sorry for staring. If there’s anything I can do to prevent my termination (paperwork, extra hours). We did a civil ceremony. With my past and in a church, who knows, we might’ve attracted lightning. I didn’t feel like wearing a white dress either. Let’s say it was a modest affair which I liked just fine.”“How’s that other girl, the one from the documentary, Charlie Hell’s sister?” Kylie asked.Alexandra grinned. “She and our buddy Ricky Ryder are verrry close now. With Ricky now in the mainstream and she on the writing staff of the show, there’s talk of a wedding. That’ll be a day! Ricky Ryder.