" "Uh-huh, but I just took a couple of caffeine pills. I'll be okay." "Whatever," he says, then turns on the stereo and off we fly, seventy miles an...hour down a rural South Carolina road. Up hills, down hill, across long dank swamps, everything a pale, unhealthy green tinged with a mild, morning mist. I roll down my window and light another cigarette. I smoke too much, that's one of the reasons Amy left me. The radio beats on, blessing us with 'The Morning Rush', which is essentially. I drank all this in, whilst savouring her calm composure. The company CEO was now wearing only her bra, suspender belt, stockings and black boots – in which combination her handsome mature frame looked unequivocally ready for fucking and being fucked.Having removed her unnecessary garments, Ms Brewster beckoned me to rise and approach her – until, with another gesture, she stopped me when I was still about six or seven feet away, just in front of the middle of her desk.‘Take off your suit .... .Said ummm ” that’s what I call breakfast in bed baby ” –I still din’t have the slightest fucking clue who she was but now I din’t care, my cock was hard again so hard now that it almost hurt all I wanted to do was push my cock between those sexy lips of hers after which i’d want to fuck her pussy raw! But I just lay there still staring at her pretty brown eyes & mesmerized by her sexy naked body, the only part of me that was reacting was my cock.She saw this and smiled before bringing her hand. What you are telling is Platonic , but this is quite Freudian in nature my dear.How come you explain that too?Me : (after a deep inhale) Yes mistress. I am a Platonic lover.My submission comes from the mind.And this… She: Pardon for the interruption.But you want to get pegged in your arse and you are saying that you’re Platonic. Isn’t it coinciding my dear?Me : No mistress.As if I submit myself fully to you with passion from both sides.It will explain all. But seriously I am confused now. I.