"Man, I think the nib's doing this..." he said, resting the pen down."No shit Sherlock!" I said, marveling in the changes. I took the coffeetable in o...e hand, and lifted it over my head. Hell, it was light as afeather. "This rocks!" Wait, I've got a better idea..." he said, ripping the paper out of itsspiral binder. In an instant, my arm faded back to its former non-glory,and slumped back down to my side. As soon as he started sketching, my armshot back up, but in a much less spectacular way.. After a few seconds of hot making out, he spun me around and pushed me towards the bedroom.Danny really got me worked up with his incredible skills. He used his tongue and fingers on my clit until my insides became soaking wet. Danny lapped away until I could feel an intense orgasm rising up inside me. It was so intense that I could feel it building in my ass, my breasts and even in my lips. I could barely keep my back flat against the bed as the sensation was so overwheling it was making me. By not defining an employee's position, it meant that there could be no standard pay structure, or employee benefits. Despite this lack of structure he was generous to those who worked hard for him, and indeed I had received some very good bonuses over the years. He allowed me a company car on the rather tenuous excuse that I may have to visit customers or suppliers from time to time. He understood when I had to take time off to care for my father. Bob and my dad were old friends, and I suppose. She sat back on the sofa with a grin on her face. I grinned back. "I'm not going to fuck you. Playing is one thing, fucking is another," she said. I couldn't answer her. We both took a sip of Pimms, and at that moment a car door slammed outside. Cath hastily opened the curtains, and seeing Neil outside motioned towards my groin. Putting my still hungry cock back into my pants, I zipped and belted my trousers just in time before Neil walked through the door. "How was golf?" said Neil, pecking.