He stopped along the way picking up the company camera. He sat on the sofa, with her standing just in front of him. He instructed her to remove her cl...thing slowly. To put on a show for him. "A strip tease." He said.She removed her clothing, starting with her blouse, then her skirt, bra and finally her hose and panties. He took numerous pictures of her as she undressed.Her boss then stood in front of her, putting an arm around her, pulling her to him. He kissed her face, her nose, her lips.. Not too long after that we met up for a bit, just to see each other face to face. After that we continued phone conversations. I began to see that Nelly was very straightforward as she openly told me about the things she loved to do like sucking cock and having her hair pulled while she’s sucking, her favourite positions and she even mentioned that she’d done footjobs. Footjobs?? I lit up, and started asking lots of questions about her experiences. Well, it didn’t take her long to figure. Sandra stuck her head round her office door and called me in. I could almost here everyone else whispering behind my back. "Did you see how he was shaking all after noon?" Or, "I bet Sandra is going to tear him to pieces!" Or, "Those knickers he's wearing, he stole them from Sandra!" "Close the door behind you Andy." I did and then stood trembling, looking at the floor. Sandra was sitting behind her desk, the end of a pencil against her lips. "Trousers of Andy," she said simply. . He looked even better than I'd remembered. He's the kind of guy that I could just say that to, so I did. He lifted the front of his shirt and invited me to touch his abs. I nearly jumped him the parking lot. I pointed out that I'd dropped a bit of weight."I gave up on you," he said. "But seeing you now I don't think I give up anymore." I think that was the best compliment I'd gotten in a long while. When the sun started to set I took off the sunglasses I'd been wearing."God damn!" he exclaimed..