But God did she want to. Needed to, desperately. Seeing that it was 9:16, she decided to call him. He surprised her by answering on the first ring. ...��You’re up early, for you, on a weekend.” “Hi, sir.” She gulped, suddenly afraid to ask about coming. Instead, she said, “I was just wondering if there was anything I could do for you. If you needed anything.” “What a pleasant surprise.” Her heart glowed with his words, and hearing the smile in his voice. “You could pick up my dry cleaning. I. She might have been sixty and unsightly but, unknown to Morgan, she was a raving nymphomaniac whenever she was fortunate enough to lure a gentleman into her bed. As soon as Morgan had gone, she went into his private office. He had left his little sketches on his desk and she looked at them with glee. His tiny stick figures were fucking and sucking and buggering and sixty-nining all over the paper. Sixty and unsightly, Morgan’s secretary dropped her drawers and gave herself a hand job in his. “It's not your fault. Things like this happen.” A stupid thing to say, when my boyfriend – fiancé - had for the first time expressed what he thought and felt. But I had never been to good with words. Another flaw of mine.“The doctor said, you might need time, to adjust and such. Nearly every night you're tossing and turning. And...”“Fuck the doctor”, I burst out. “Yes, I am not happy about the scars. Yes, I am still frustrated, that I am still recovering. Yes, I dream. About what happened,. He placed the mag down on the desk and unbuttoned his pants and pulled out his dick. I was still watching TV as he rubbed his dick making it come to a full erection. He then said "Tim how did you like last night" I cleared my throat and said it was greatest night of my life. He said did you like the extra juice in Tinas pussy. I said yes again when Bill stood up and slide his pants down to his ankles and sat back down still rubbing his dick. He then looked over at me and said "Tim if you.