George looked back sheepishly. He didn't dare say what he would rather be calling her or that he would rather be conducting the conversation naked and...on his knees with head bowed before her. He didn't need to say it, of course. Erica knew exactly what was going through his mind. In the course of her work she encountered many men that found it difficult to give voice to their inner desires and it seemed to her that George Franks fell exactly into that category. She wasn't sure why but she felt. "Well, they had their hands on my butt while we danced, and it's hard to not feel a penis that's pressed up against you when you're dancing. But that's it," she insisted."Okay, fine. I won't overreact. So what happened?" I asked."Well," she started slowly watching me carefully to see if I was going to get upset. "Shawn and I danced." I figured as much," I said."Matt wanted a dance too," she added."Okay, not surprised," So that took a little time," Elise explained."Not half an hour, that's like. You, and only you, are the one I want to spend my life with. Now stop all this foolish talk, drink your coffee, and let’s go into your bedroom and check the mattress on your bed before we start work.”Roger gulped down his coffee, stood, and pulled June’s hand up. He placed his arms around her and kissed her deeply. Together, they walked to the bedroom, took off their clothes, and jumped into the bed. As they kissed, June used her hand to softly massage Roger’s cock until it was fully erect.. Valerie closed the door before directing Rockie to a seat at one end of the table, and then took a seat on the side.Once everyone was seated, Karen Mason spoke to Rockie, “I apologize for the surprise that you walked into this morning. I tried calling you several times over the past few days but only got your voicemail. I didn’t think leaving you a message on this matter was appropriate, so here we are.”“Where exactly are we?” asked Rockie.“Let me start by introducing everyone,” Karen said..