She could feel his eyes devouring her exposed flesh, drinking in her nakedness and vulnerabilities."Mmmmm, beautiful" he whispered low enough she had ...o process the sound twice in her mind to decipher the word.She could feel the heat radiating from the stove now.His gaze left her, she could feel it's absence.He was breaking up her gift, tiny nuggets of joy for him. Though she wondered at times if it may be his Master.The jangle of the knives leaving the element and his pronounced inhale, she. To the point where you have to have major security clearance to get onto our floor of the building. That was the only place I could access the servers, so I was going to have to sit at the office until the files arrived. Ah, well. All in a weekend’s work I suppose.By around eight that evening nothing had come in. I couldn’t get a response from London or Paris or Lisbon so I briefly considered going home. Only briefly, because I would barely have enough time to do the work if it came in right. Now I knew why I never saw a bulge in his pants. He wore boxers.I pulled down Brent’s boxers. My God, his cock was huge. It was totally limp and soft, hanging down and hugging his low hanging hairy scrotum. His hairy bush was light brown, and as I had assumed, he had pretty furry legs, and nice hairy balls. His cock was full of veins, and had a plump head.I wanted to do as little as possible to make him any more nervous than he already was. I held my hands on his slim waist and I just. I slowly moved my hand to her boob and slowly pressed it.A small moan escaped her lips. This is enough for me to continue the show. So I wanted to touch the bare boobs ,so I slowly inserted my hands in her t-shirt from bottom ND grabbed her both boobs nd pressing them like there is no tomorrow. She started to moan. I felt scared. I whispered in her ears not to make sound’s. She opened her eyes and saw me.I couldn’t forget the eyes she saw me with something in her eyes. Lust, love or don’t know.