The one time I’d let myself get personal with a co-worker… Well, I still bore the scars from my mistakes with Will Schumann. So I didn’t get per...onal with anyone at work anymore. I kept my personal life personal and my professional life professional. I didn’t even think about personal things while I was at the office. Now, the opposite wasn’t exactly true. I did deal with professional stuff at home—much to Steven’s chagrin. My husband resented my job. And my husband would resent the fact that I. He took another pull from the vodka bottle he had between his legs. The French couldn't even make decent vodka. He swerved to avoid hitting a slower car and the driver honked at him to signal his displeasure with Alex' driving. Alex turned in his seat and made a gesture that the driver understood. The driver honked again and Alex stared at him and called the driver's mother some choice names. He turned around and saw a figure in front of him about the same time that he heard the sickening thud. I took off my bathrobe before lying back naked against my pillow and coxed Biff up onto to me! As his warm hairy body came up against my skin, I shivered with excitement. The pure intimacy of the moment was intoxicating and my cunt tingled.Then reaching into his warm brown loins again, I began stroking and fondling his silky cock, whispering and cooing encouragingly as I did so. Soon his cock was throbbing provocatively in my hand!Biff was now letting out soft wining calls of desire to me that. I will my warmth into you, breathing slowly, holding and stroking. In time - how much doesn't really matter - you sigh. I feel an ember of warmth reflected back to me and see a hint of color where your arms and legs peek from your clothing.You pull back from me a bit, pushing yourself up on my chest to look at me eye to eye. I see sorrow, pain, life, beauty, so many things. I know I can't give everything you need. Perhaps nothing of lasting value, but it doesn't matter. The light around us is.