“No. Now I’m insulted,” I whispered.A goon with more bravery than common sense skidded along the wall I had vacated, using her momentum, the sli...kness of the wall, and the microgravity to basically swing herself into a perfect flanking position. I kicked towards her – a dart zipped past my shoulder, but then my arm wrapped around her, swinging her around. Three darts slammed into her and she went limp as the tranq got to work. I grabbed her rifle, then braced it under her limp armpit, and shot. You lean heavily against the wall as I slip my cock from your pussy. Panting, you hear the water shut off. I reach for a towel and wrap it around you. Looking down at my still erect cock, you realize I hadn’t cum. Noticing your gaze, I smile slyly, leading you to the bedroom. Using the towel, we dry each other off, lingering in certain spots, arousing each other even more. Caressing, stroking, teasing each other, raising our excitement levels. My cock is rock hard stiff, your pussy almost. “You could take the rest of the day off, you know. The rush is over.”“No,” he replied, “I need to keep busy; take my mind off it.”“You know, if you want to talk...”“Thanks Vic,” he said, cutting her off. “You’re very kind. There’s nothing to say, really. We were perfect for one another, but it was not to be. Life goes on.”Vicky stood for a moment as if trying to find a way to help, then shrugged and went back to her office. He sat down and looked at the pile of files waiting for his attention.. If you want to go there, by all means, let’s go. But let’s get some breakfast first.’ ‘Okay, George. I’ll be ready in a few minutes.’ It was longer than a few minutes, but not much longer than I took, and even if it had taken hours, it would have been worth it because Liz looked really beautiful in shorts and a blouse. ‘George, do these shorts make me look fat?’, Liz asked. ‘Liz, nothing makes you look fat. You have a great figure and a really beautiful face, too. You look good, even in a.