Now this isn’t helping me get done any faster because her work shirts have gotten tighter and her breasts are leaking a little. That made me so horn... it hurt and I keep looking over at her. Teri says to me “ just because I’m helping doesn’t mean you can stop working. I just want to get done I’m on salary not hourly and I can’t leave until you do”. “I..I’m sorry” I stammered. Not wanting to disappoint her I started busting my ass still looking over at her now and again. One time I looked she was. " " And?" I stood next to her and she then sees my arousal; my eyes drank her in the way I do, I leaned slightly over her, and the outline of my erection. It relaxed her and gave her courage to speak more freely. "...and how I would like to cum while you watch." " What then?" " Then... I would want you to..." She trailed off, losing courage. " Tell me" I said, quietly demanding. " Say it." " I would want you to clean me up. I want to feel your tongue, your breath, your lips..." I sighed deeply.. . I do. Right now. You’re not gonna go around saying that I’m not any good in bed without at least trying it first”I was serious. I was horny as hell. I had a raging boner from looking down her dress ten minutes earlier, and she had insulted my sexual prowess, which, as of yet, I didn’t have. It took every ounce of courage I could muster to try this, but the only way to resolve all of these issues was to fuck her. At least in my adolescent mind. I was nervous as hell, but at this point I had to. When you depart my place.”“But….”“No buts, take your stuff and get out.”“Yes, Master.”I gathered up my shirt and sandals, and piled them on top of my jeans. I walked to the door and placed my hand on the knob. I looked back at him, hoping he would change his mind. He only nodded towards the me and the door, and said, “Out.”I opened the door and looked quickly around. There was no one there that could see me. I walked to my car which was parked only a few feet from his front door. The cool.