It felt warm and firm in myhand and the site of my red nails on it turned one on. I felt mybreathing getting faster. I started to move my hand up and ...own on itlike I was masturbating myself.Mike started to groan "MMMMM, yes... that's it Heather."I started to move my hand faster."No Heather... mmmmm... you need to suck me for a... mmmmm... ride."I took a deep breath and leaned over to his cock. I immediately tookhim into my mouth thinking I better get this over with as soon as Ican. As quickly. I owe a shit ton of money to some not so nice people. I moved my office to this room with no windows because I really don’t want to get assassinated while I‘m crunching numbers for our prick clients,” Andy shot back.I could hear Andy’s phone buzzing in his suit jacket’s pocket. He pulled it out, flipped it open, and held it to his ear. Andy said nothing. His face turned ghostly pale, he quickly closed the phone, and popped the battery out.“Are you okay?” I asked.“No, no, this isn’t good. I have. She stopped beside the bed and turned to face me as my hands grasped her waist and drew her close; our mouths met with electrically sizzling heat and we each groaned into the joined cavities as our tongues plied each other’s with want. While we kissed I unhooked her bra and pulled it from between us; now fully naked flesh met naked flesh as I, and she, quivered with excitement. My wet cock nestled between us on her abdomen pulsing with my rapid heart’s beating. “Brenda,” I whispered, “last time. She put mein lipstick and hoop earrings first, and made me answer the door likethat, to get the reaction of her friends, and then she made me model adress and high heels in front of all those women." Oh," Elliott said. "Now I understand. She wants you in the room tohelp at the fundraiser, and they won't let guys in until the end. Hey,consider the upside! You might have fun being the rooster in the hen-house." But I'll be dressed like a hen, and expected to act like one!" There is that,".