Oddly, his “proposal” hadn’t caused any influx of emotion, one way or the other. That was part of her complicated defense mechanism. Previous pr...posals had been ... unusual ... and she knew that her quick fantasy about a future Cobb family had been that ... just a quick fantasy. The idea of marrying Bob was similar to the idea of going to Hawaii some day. She’d love to do it, but if it didn’t happen it wouldn’t be the end of the world. She might be sad about it, but it wouldn’t be the end of. Long enough to finish off both beers and get a nice little buzz going. Long enough to finish several chapters and put down my kindle so I could just enjoy the view. Long enough for David, my boss, to find and join me.“You look content.” I gazed over at him as he sat down on one of the deck chairs, his eyes nowhere near my face. I’d made the right choice of suits, apparently.“Very content.”“Then you’re going to hate me. I need to run some errands in town.”I rolled my eyes at him, and let out a. I smirked as she struggled, thinking how the first things she saw as she woke up were my gaping wet cunt and dark curly pubes. "She's eighteen now, and she's mine," I whispered, though nobody would hear us anyway. "So as the loser, you'll get to lick my twat now." She stared up at me, with an expression of fear, anger, and lust, but the laws of our courts were binding, and so she began hesitantly to lick.Her tongue ran across my labia, tickling my clit in a way only faeries could. I made sure. When I was standing on my tiptoes straining to reach the storage area over the closet, David walked up behind me and placed both hands on my breast. I was outraged and decided to put an end to this right away. I grabbed his hands in mine and pulled them away from my breast, turned around to let him have a piece of my mine and that's when I received the shock of my life. He had pulled his gym shorts to the side and was showing me at least 8 solid inches of rock hard cock. I stopped for a minute.