He slowly moved towards me and I retreated until my ass was against his desk. His face was close to mine when he spoke."What do you want, Christie? Do...you want to play with your little boyfriends or do you want to play with a real man? You can sleep in the guest room tonight like a good little girl or you can learn something about life if you want. Or if you're not chicken. But once we start, don't expect me to stop. You get to say 'no' right now or not at all, got that?"It was the chicken. Her pelvic muscles clamped down on my cock and she seemed to tremble.Then my cock jerked and I felt the first spurt shoot cum into her hot box, “Oh fuck,” I said, “You are so fucking hot.” I stopped thrusting as I filled her with spurt after spurt of cum. When I finished I pulled my cock out slowly and watched as some of my cum dribbled out of her. Her hand moved to cover her gaping hole and stop the flow of our fluids.“I never thought about the mess,” she said as I gave her room to move off. ’ A deep voice said I turned, one foot paused to step into the shower, hand on the curtain, steam already filming the mirror. A male person – in my bathroom, and taking a leak – and me naked! He casually flushed the toilet. ‘Don’t step in until the bowl fills back up – tends to spike the water temp in this apartment.’ He said casually as he tucked his shirt in and zipped his pants. With that he was gone – and I was still standing there, still naked, with my mouth hanging open. Realizing again. I sent Sylvia out to look everyday after our meetings with vendors and contract people. Her job was to just ride around and document any building for sale that looked about the size of Lucas's office building. While she was at it, she kept a list of all commercial builds that might be of interest in my redevelopment schemes.Of course I introduced Sylvia to Lucas and Julie on our first day out. They were getting to be quite the team. I heard from Helen that they were getting pretty serious. I.