"Wish you were here," she said in sultry voice then the clip ended.Spencer realized Sasha was still at work, in the office, masturbating. It made Spen...er's cock so hard, he felt it pulse like a second heart. Looks like she couldn't wait for the weekend and Spencer couldn't agree more. He had been trying to conceal hard-on after hard-on when coming in contact with Sasha in various places around the office, but this time he would make his move now. Spencer looked at the time. 6:26. He had plenty. I just started to turn around to leave when the door opened."Johnny, is that you?"She threw herself into my arms,"Come on in, I swear I didn't think you'd ever come back to this old dump of a town." Wow Mary you sure look pregnant, who the lucky father?" Oh, I don't know John, doesn't that sound bad? I hope it's my boyfriends but he loans me out to his friends a lot, so I really don't know. It doesn't matter cause he won't do anything to help raise it anyway." So do you think he might loan you. I love how she dominates you like that. She’s so in control,” she told me. “I could never do that to Adam. He’d never put up with it.”I blushed but didn’t say anything.“And she’s right. You do have a little prick. No wonder she enjoys your tongue,” she commented and gazed down at my now shriveled cock. “I almost feel sorry for her. But I guess you make up for it with… other talents.”“Um… Yeah. I guess so,” I replied, not knowing what else to say. “Well, I’m going to run into the bathroom to. He had unquestioningly and blindly gone along with every aspect of the evening’s plan as it unfolded. Peter’s sexy (and crafty) girlfriend, Charlotte – puppeteer-in-chief, must have been purring with pleasure at how successful it was.Of course, I had known Peter moderately well in our previous posting to Pakistan, where he had also been my husband’s boss. He had struck me then as an impressive man. From what Jason had told me, I knew Peter had been to Eton before going on to Oxford university.