.I got quite a shock. His jeans were undone! I had no idea when he haddone that. Again he has control. He did things and I just had to goalong with it... So instead of feeling him through his rough denim Isuddenly felt some smooth undies. I was surprised again. They weren'trough thick material, although they were male undies. But the materialwas quite smooth and soft. Not a silk or satin but quite close. Thatmeant I could feel him almost as if I had him in my hand. He continuedto kiss me and did. This man instantly became my pet fixation. One morning, I drifted into a daydream sitting at my desk, thinking about how the grinding pressure of a high stress career can ruin even the brightest of minds. I was suddenly flooded with compassion and let out a deep sigh. In that moment, my connection to this sexy mystery of a man clicked into focus: We both are hungry, often times insatiable. And, although we buzz around an office of over one hundred other human beings all day long, at the end of. .." he squirmed, as her grip tightened around his balls, sending thunderous jolts of pains through his spine. "So, what?" She demanded, raising her voice. "You had your fun, you had your orgasm, and now we'll just go back to where we were? As if it never happened?" "It's not..." he squirmed, when she squeezed even harder. "I'm just too tired now, and... I want to sleep on my bed; please, Lora," he begged in a shaky, low voice, "stop squeezing, I..." Fine," she sighed and released her hold;. ’ ‘And I have a death certificate that says it isn’t.’ She turned her head, trying one more time to get him to let her loose. ‘Do I feel dead to you?’ he demanded, his voice harsh, full of emotion. He pressed her open palm to the flesh of his chest again. ‘Can’t you feel my heart beating? I’m warm and alive and I need you. You need me. Does he make you feel like this? Does he know how to set you on fire?’ He stopped for a moment to study her face. ‘I’ve been to hell and back trying to get to.