” I take a sip of Chardonnay and look at all of him. “I like your tie.” He beams. “You do? It’s my favorite tie. I had it specially made.”...“Really?” “Yes. I like smiley faces, they cheer me up. It’s like magic. And I do know for a fact that my tie is magic.” “I see,” I say, trying not to laugh. His tie is magic? What the hell is he talking about? “Whenever I feel gloomy,” he continues, “I don my magic tie. It transforms me, Karla. It transforms me into a happy person. This tie turns sadness. ”“Sure, just a few questions first. Is that alright?”He was going to follow some rigid formula for questions, I knew it. Didn’t they teach these guys how to socialise? That sort of formalism isn’t necessary in normal conversations!“Firstly, did you notice anything strange while you were waiting here?”Noooo, what did he mean? I wasn’t exactly going to tell him about getting horny out of the blue!“Nope, nothing unusual. I was just waiting, nothing happened.”“And did you write this on the. He sighs with delight as he watches me do it. I smile back up at him, and gently lick around the large mushroom head of his magnificent cock.My own cock is rock hard and throbbing with excitement.I reach up and cup his heavy balls. They seem to hold several weeks of unspent cum. He moans as I gently squeeze them, and lick the underside of his long shaft. Again and again I run me tongue along his whole length.I lie naked on the large double bed. I am spread out before him, and with one hand he. It was almost 5:30 before I noticed the package again. I opened it. I almost fainted. It was a plane ticket to Denver for this weekend. Tim wanted me to join him for a weekend in Denver. OMG! OMG! It said he would be at the airport to pick me up. Damn, I’ve got a date for Saturday night to cancel. This is Wednesday. I don’t have much time. I told my secretary that I would be out of the office for the rest of the day and tomorrow. I made appointments for my hair and nails. I was like a school.