You look at the door funny wondering what the fuck I am doing here. You open the door stepping to the side using the door as a shield.Poking your head...out you ask, “Can I help you?”“Yes,” I say, “Can I borrow your phone?”Looking me over odd. Six foot four clean shaven and decent clothing you feel no threat other then the fact of your pussy dripping like a water fall. You roll your eyes slightly trying to be a good soul you let me in despite your best judgment. You open the door wide and say. I reach out, you think to caress your body at first but then I take you by the arm and lead you up a couple of steps to a raised part of the room. This portion of the cabin is divided into two sections by a kind of elaborate lattice (an exotic Arabian Nights flavour to it, you think). Each of these “rooms” contains a soft queen-size bed covered in cushions and surrounded by a sheer, white muslin drape. I move towards the furthest bed, slide the curtain to one side and tell you to lie down. .. it brought me you!" he said."Yes, that is true. I guess something good did come of all of that!" she said with a smile that lit up the whole room."I don't know that I'm some kind of Prince Charming–that I will leave up to you to decide. But I can tell you one thing... with me you will always be treated like a queen!" he said. "You may be only a secretary as you said, but you're MY secretary and that makes all the difference."You are my secretary, my slut, and my whore and I don't share my. "I love the way you trim your cock," I said, "I can see it all clearly, I think it is a pretty cock." Squeeze your penis, don't stroke it, just squeeze it." I said to him. I watched intently as he squeezed his penis, causing the head to become purple for a moment. He reached for my breasts and started playing with them, squeezing my nipples and cupping the whole breast. I clearly have sensitive nipples, as I would sigh each time he pinched them."Do you do that when you're alone?" I asked him.