This gave me time to appreciate her slender legs perched upon her high-heeled shoes. She turned back around and caught me looking. I looked away, a ...it embarrassed by being caught staring. She didn't say anything as she jotted my information in her notary ledger and then stamped my paperwork. Soon the process was complete and she handed my back my ID. As I took hold of it, our eyes locked. She took a deep breath and glanced toward her office door, seemingly making sure it was closed. . She placed all the truffles she ordered in a cupboard in the kitchen. They looked so good, that it took all of her strength not to rip open the plastic to get at the chocolate. Each round truffle was topped with a dollop of colored decoration. There was no one alike. She saw the truffles were coded by color at the side of the box. There was cappuccino, Irish mint, café diablo, peanut butter, double fudge, cherry, amarretto, grand marnier, rocky road, mudslide, toasted almond, and the one that. "Well, you know how curious I've always been about you and your past boyfriends. You never give me much of an answer."She rolled her eyes and sighed."And I keep insisting there's nothing to tell. Nothing 'dark and dirty' at least. Yes, I had sex with four or five old boyfriends. Some of it was just OK, and some was great. Is my history with old boyfriends part of your fantasy? Because it isn't that dark or dirty, no matter what you might think." It's not that. Not exactly. My fantasy is. I felt him throbbing in my hand while I licked and kissed up and down the shaft. He moaned louder when I let my tongue lap at the head, doing little circles around it before finally taking it into my warm, wet mouth. I had been somewhat timid and unsure before but at this point I let my slutty side prevail and I was bobbing my head up and down this older man’s dick. The room was awash in the sounds of me sucking and slurping every hard inch, taking more and more until I managed to deep throat.