She moved toward me and reached out and touched the tip of it.“Oh, God, it’s hot to the touch. It needs some real attention, though,”She got on ...er knees right there, right in front of the kitchen table, and pulled my cock toward her mouth. I could feel her tits and hard nipples press into my thigh as she pulled on my cock. She guided it toward her mouth, and her tongue darted out. She licked the head of it.I was surprised as hell. I was amazed that she had just decided to show me her tits,. Caressing my balls, up the shaft, tongue all over the tip of my dick, taking me deep in her mouth ...it was breathtaking. All that happened like 100yards next to a street with cars passing by. After some minutes of pure joy she asked me with a naughty expression on her face: "will you fuck me, pretty please?" I focused my thoughts, smiled about her girlieness and of course said: "Sure my little baby, right here?" Well, she knew the area, put my dick back into my trousers as good as possible. I've got a draft of my letter to Sharon I'd like to run by you." Okay."The pause lengthened."Uh, you mean now," I said. "on the phone. I was thinking of showing it to you in person." Hmm," she said. "That's probably better." Yeah," I said, "that way you can see if the tone comes across right, instead of hearing it in my voice." Okay. How about Friday?" Don't you work Fridays?" I asked."Not any more. Or at least not right now." What happened?" I quit the agency." What? Why?" They told me to make. I can't control it. It's like pheromones or something. Maybe we should just move away?" she said."What good would that do?" I asked. "No matter where we move to there'd always be some other guy that you couldn't resist. The only chance we have is if you could just get your hormones in check. It's like that old Olivia Newton John song, "If you love me let me know, if you don't, then let me go." Dale, of course I love you. That isn't what this is about at all. There's no question of my love for.