"Jane," she said. "Is Miss Ally busy right now?" I asked Jane, but she was giving me a look as if she wasn't interested in a conversation, at all. "Sh...'ll be here soon, don't worry," replied Jane as she headed back to the kitchen. She must have been busy preparing dinner for mistress, I thought. I was almost done with my drink now. My anticipation growing every minute. I was feeling good so far. Nothing seemed wrong or odd about being at this place. All I was thinking about was, 'When will I. Picking up the phone on the desk, and punching a number, he said into the phone “he's ready”In a minute, Mark returned to the room. I'm still sitting in the chair, buck naked, still dripping in sweat. Mr. Clark hands Mark a bill, and says “thank you, I most likely will be calling for that again” Mark just grins, and says “yes sir” Turing to me he hands me a few bills and says “you were amazing---hope you can cum again” I respond with “I'm sure I can” and Mr. Clark continues with “I would. Your eyes are still closed, but your mouth is slightly opened, your eyebrows up ever so slightly as your cock gets harder in my mouth, my tongue rolling around it as I pump a bit. I get your rigid shaft about halfway into my mouth and I start to pump faster, a salty taste filling my mouth as your head starts to leak pre-cum. I pump up and down, slowly but surely working my way down your cock, hearing your sleepy moans as I tighten and loosen my lips, changing the amount of pressure from my. She glanced round behind her and, perhaps out of embarrassment, sharply turned her head away from me again. The next couple of hours were filled with the usual mundane work before Jackie opened her mouth to speak. “Right, I’m going to head home. Do you want a lift to yours?” she asked. “Yeah OK. Thanks, that would be great.” “No, it’s fine. Thank you for staying late and helping me out,” Jackie smiled across at me. We each tidied our desks and went outside to walk to her car. She.