I'm horny just thinking about it. Please, for me."She was almost pleading for him to say yes and the more he listened to her words and the more he tho...ght about what she was saying, the more he knew he wanted to do this. His dick pulsed as he thought about that man meat in his mouth, how it would feel as it slid back and forth across his lips, how it would feel as his head was held in place as hips thrust that cock into his mouth."Yes," he hissed, his heart racing as he thought about what was. I took my head out of my hands and walked to the sliding glass door. Sara and Beth were both lying on their stomachs sunning themselves. Beth had pulled her bottoms up into the crack of her ass. I wanted to go out there and pull them out with my teeth. It was like she sensed me because she lifted her head, lowered her glasses, winked at me, then blew me a kiss. My dick twitched and I groaned. I could no longer sit in my office watching them; watching her. I knew Sara would not like me running. They had seemed to hit it off, Em thought, Ambrose and David’s wife, whose name was Ngaire and who had grown up in New Zealand and had rather engagingly spoken of fush instead of fish when she ordered the lemon sole.She was a svelte and sexy blonde with nice legs and, Em judged from the conservative but promissory swell of her bust, very trim tits. She was a year or so older than Em, perhaps 10 years younger than Ambrose.Em had wondered, without rancour, whether (or rather, she thought, when). They had even framed up a private office for Courtney. I wondered if the paint was dry by the smell. The big plasma screens that had been sent up in the judge's trailer had been hung and all the desktops were in place.The temporary equipment was installed and operating. The ten new employees we had hired were there in uniform waiting to for me. The day shift had stayed late and the third shift just happened to be in the area early. I thanked all of them for coming to work early and for how.