‘Keith… Meet me tomorrow morning at the bake shop across the street. We’ll have um… breakfast.’ She watched the couple cross the lot get in ...heir car and drive away. She knew it wouldn’t be long until she had her reply if he’d left the messenger on. ‘What time? Are you sure you want to do this?’ ‘I’m sure. Is 8:30 too early?’ ‘No that would be perfect. I may be a little late though. I have to take my son to school.’ ‘That’s fine. Hope to see you then.’ That night C.C. laid out the perfect. ” I ordered her when the garment was on the floor next to my foot and I had once again, placed my feet down and parted my knees to either side of her slim body.She didn’t respond at first, I was about to repeat the order, but she grasped my cock at its root and lowered her head. Her mousy brown hair hid her face, but I could feel the heat of her breath as her mouth descended slowly toward my flaccid prick. Then the pleasure of her warm, moist mouth enveloped my length. I felt her teeth rub. She came in late a lot recently and now he discovered this new problem! What was he going to do with her? He hated to fire her, because she used to try harder most of the time. He sensed that there was more going on than what met the eye. Why else did she have a file of stuff that was strictly prohibited on her work computer? There was more than one-way to solve this problem, but would she be willing to do that?Caresse finally arrived and tried to sneak into work, hoping that her boss wouldn't. She stayed a bit past visiting hours, and we small-talked. "So...be honest," she said, "How are you feeling now?" I told her I was okay as long as I didn't move - which was a given because my left arm was strapped to my chest, and the right was in a very short sling. "Gee, she said, "How do you pee?" I layghed and told her pretty nurses did all of my heavy lifting. "You're a pervert," she said between laughs. After composing herself, she move her chair closer to my bed and whispered, "Any damge.