I stayed like that for what felt like fifteen minutes, then I heard her walking towards me. I didn't look up and saw her legs standing in front of me,...cum running down the inside of them. Then she knelt down in front of me and took my now flaccid cock into her mouth, making me shiver. She ran her tongue over the underside of my penis and I felt myself slowly harden again in her warm moist mouth. Soon I was rock hard again and had one hand on the back of her head. She smiled and started bobbing. There was an underlying message in the book that explored the fact that the victim was having domestic problems at home with the husband related to her pregnancy and that she was overly depressed with feelings of spousal neglect by her passive husband who shunned all violence and emotions after being exposed to years of combat in the Jungles of the South Pacific. None of that ever made it to the screen.The rape in the book was centered on the "doggy" position on the staircase because her. They were talking and both greeted me warmly when I approached. I said to Margaret, "I have to something to talk to you about later, Margaret. It's about what I did after work yesterday, hahaha."She said, "Ohhh, really?? I cant wait to hear about it. Come to my office around ten for a cup of coffee and we'll talk." I agreed to the meeting and we all stepped into the elevator, Heather between Margaret and myself. I couldn't help looking down at 'her' lap, wondering what was under that brown. Dale knew a little about flying, but was blown away when he learned that Ken had flown F-35s and had over 20,000 flying hours in his logbook. Those kind of hours meant that he’d come face to face with about every flying situation there was to confront, and in Ken’s case, some of them had been entitled ‘combat’.As expected, Ken stayed for the cocktail hour but stuck with soft drinks, and then joined in the Circle dinner. Susan succeeded in getting the seat next to the handsome pilot for dinner,.