After dropping Fred at the airport I drove straight to work still dressed like a slut. I did put on my high heels as soon as I got out of the car. On ...y desk was a note to see my boss ASAP, so I knocked on his door and went into his office.“Hi Sally! This is Peter Frank. He is here to discuss the contract that you are about to start working on. Come in and join us.”Peter was a good looking bloke, about my age. I wondered how he would interpret my slutty appearance today of all days.“Delighted. Rick would leave me little notes from time to time, and what was so romantic about this, is that he wanted to set up a date with me. It always felt like he was there and that I could actually have a conversation with him. And the intimacy and passion felt so alive, so real. What I loved the most is that I could occasionally see him and feel him. One night we had set up a date – candles, blanket, wine, food and music. It was a very romantic evening and actually felt like he was in the room with. He looked down and could clearly see juices coating the entrance to her deliciously bald pussy. He worked as fast as possible to get his pants and boxers down before placing the head of his cock at the drenched entrance to her slick pussy. The orgasm was slowly fading as he pushed his cock forward, burying the entire length into her pussy in one strong thrust. The sound of the television was the first thing Susie became aware of as she finally began to come down from her orgasm. She was just. " I am ready," I cried. "Just tell me how." I was pleased that even juston the verge of manhood she would entrust me with a task."We are coming to that." But why me?" I wanted to hear her say it was because she hadrecognized my own talents.She looked at me sternly. "Two reasons, Jacopo." Now an intense glareflashed through her eyes. "I think that you are lazy, and that you donot seem very keen on working hard in our shops."I tried to protest but her glare silenced me." I know I have spoken to.