Joe admired her determination, and gladly let her take off his tie. As she worked, he began to raise the fabric of her skirt. As it rose above the lev...l of her garter strap, he pushed her down against his desk. The cold, wooden top contacted the bare thigh, and she gasped, and he lifted her up and set her tailbone down on the desktop. Deb pushed the shirt down off his shoulders, impressed by the tone of his body. As she sat on the desktop, she gasped again, momentarily losing his leg from. I am one of Betty’s guardian angels”, said the athletic-looking woman.The guardian angels, and Helen had some also, were younger women who surrounded the members who were the most important in the club. They were paid to keep gold-diggers, hookers or trouble-makers from pestering their boss. If a conflict arose between women with high public visibility and who couldn’t afford to have to explain a scratch on their cheek, a guardian angel from each camp settled accounts in a room which was. The bartender came over. "What'll you have, Zeke?" "Hi Charlie. I'll have a whiskey and a draft. My girly-boy will have a strawberry daiquiri. You got any of those special straws?" "Sure do." "Make sure she gets one." "Sure thing." While Charlie went for the drinks, Zeke began to play with Chrissie. He caressed her bare arms and midriff. He slid his hand under her blouse and pinched and rubbed her nipples. Chrissie laid her head on his shoulder as Zeke slid his hand over cock. Chrissie knew the. I called him My Man. I called him Daddy. I begged for his cum. I told him I was his slut to use. And then…”“What?” I asked, my voice hoarse. “What happened then?” I almost screamed.“Then he came”. She said. “He came like I can only imagine a god would cum. Like a porn star. Like a real man. He shot thick ropes of cum across the booth. It hit the far wall. I could feel every spurt leave his cock with both of my hands. It was so intense I almost cried. He shot so much cum I couldn’t believe it.