They had placed the telephone at the bedside, so that Frances could workfrom home.I noted how more straightforward all my team leaders became, when no...confronted by Frances. I would have to work from home more often to stayin touch with any developing problems.- - - -12. Bank ProblemsSusan rang me. She had been away inspecting the installation sites. Shewas slow to divulge her report, but gradually got into her stride."Frances, we really have a problem at the London site!" I was alarmed,but I. “NO” She whined .She begged him with her eyes. “Please Sir, please don’t stop” She didn’t want him to stop. She wanted to cum. He would not be convinced. Closing her eyes she let the dying sensations wash over her. Every muscle was tied in knots. Pussy tight and wet. Clit throbbing and so close to cumming it was hard to breathe. She felt something cold and slender being pushed into her hot pussy. Startled she jumped and tried to see what it was. He held her firm on the seat with his hand.. He kissed her inner thigh and ran long languid licks up and down her wet slit. Joyce was in heaven as she had never been eaten out like this in her life. It was obvious that the trigger had concentrated all of Frank’s passion into worshiping her and she shook as she was taken to one orgasm after another all night. Frank was insatiable, never tiring nor wanting "his turn". Finally around 6 am she could take no more, her pussy was on fire as it was more sated than she thought possible. Frank, his. "Couldn't bear to have anything but the best. Thought he deserved it. I guess he did after all the prizes he won and fame he brought to the University."He put his arm around her shoulders. "I will try to live up to his example!"Ashley missed the full implications of his remark and went on, "Don't feel pressured. A Nobel would be an acceptable tribute to his office."Her smiling and lightly sardonic remark brought them a huge laugh. They don't have a Nobel in his discipline.Then, she led him to.