Marie was wearing a knee-length skirt and a blouse that buttoned up the front, and although she knew that she was dressed modestly as was required by ...he family she worked for, Marie felt as if the man was undressing her with his eyes. She wondered if he could sense that she was a slut, or at least that is what she imagined. Marie carefully smoothed down her skirt, as if she were a shy teenager instead of a mother of an eighteen-year-old daughter, and a cheating wife who fucked strange. She leaned back breaking the connection with our lips and sat atop of me for a moment. It was then that I noticed that not only had her eyes changed, but also her mouth. As she looked down at me smiling, and I saw that to which almost made my heart stop with fear. A pair of inch long fangs had replaced her once smaller canine teeth. "As I said before there is no need to fear" she said running her now longer serpentine tongue across each tip of her fangs. "Release me!" I screamed, realizing. Mike saw my double-take, and I could see in his eyes he knew I was thinking about my earlier remark to him about working from home. I immediately asked "So, do you get much work done in here?" He momentarily dropped his head, then looked back up, smiled, and said, "I’m sort of a collector." He then reached for a DVD case lying on his desk. He handed it to me and said, "My latest purchase." I held the DVD case up, noticing first the naked blond on the cover. I then I did my second double-take. "He's sleeping like a baby," she whispered with a sly smile as she lowered her head into his lap, tugging at his jeans."No don't," Dean argued feebly before letting a moan escape him as her fingers deftly pulled him free and her tongue rimmed his tip. He could feel himself hardening quickly and was acutely aware of how inappropriate this was with Sam three feet behind them but no matter how badly he wanted to push her away, he just couldn't bring himself to do it. In fact, he found himself.