He’s a nerd! That’s a fact. Not an ugly geeky nerd, oh no, in fact he’s not bad looking. I know some of the girls at the office find him irresis...ible, but if I’m honest, he’s not my type. He’s a good boss to work for and in all the time I’ve worked under him he’s never ever made a pass or tried to take advantage of me, not once. Maybe me being married has something to do with his old fashioned attitude towards me but even at the Christmas party, where let’s face it things can easily get out of. I resisted the urge to run myhand over my bottom before I sat down. I didn't look at him as hestepped off two stops later. I'd forgotten about it by the time I gotoff at Lafayette and started the short walk to the theatre. My newboots were already pinching my heels.The cafe had a good vibe the moment I stepped inside the theatrelobby. It was warm and smelled of rich coffee. I looked around andspotted Scott already camped at a table, sharing with another couplebut with a free seat. Of course. Her hips were too low to the floor, and I couldn’t get a good angle.I was squatted down between her legs again, I shoved a pillow under her ass, then yanked her panties and jeans off. I placed a thumb on each side causing her to cry out " STOP! PLEASE STOP! at the contact and then roughly pulled her lips apart. Kneeling, I spit in my hand and slapped it against her pussy, spreading the saliva around as she cried at the feeling " OMG! STOP! PLEASE DON'T DO THIS!". . She cried and struggled. .we touched each other, kissed, you know, but we weren't gay..." Pull your knees up, John, put your rear up in the air, that's it, justthere." I could get to his balls now and gently take each in turn,pulling down on his large sack. They were certainly big. I avoided hiscock, sticking straight out now. I couldn't help running my finger overthe tip though, just to hear him squeak again."I know you're not gay, don't worry John, it just turns me on to hearabout you and other boys. Or men? Did you.