"I've got to go, but I want to hear all about it." Let's go to lunch," she suggested, excitedly."I've got to eat with the executives, but if you want ...o wait I'll watch you eat."She agreed to wait for me and I went back to the meeting. My inclination about Mr. Oldham wanting to read my notes was correct. He let me read his notes to, "Show you what you missed," he said.As the morning meeting concluded and lunch was brought in, the atmosphere in the room changed from somber to light-hearted. Her wilting orgasmic build-up was revived again and continued to sprout.She was so edged, she didn't even hear the woman coming back in. The woman took the seat in front of Clara and crossed her legs. A smirk on her face as she watched the girl fucked herself crazy."You may speak now." the woman said."Oh God, please let me come. Please let me come. I want to come." the words poured out of Clara's throat in short gasp."You clearly have not learn your lesson." the woman shook her head. Someone had once said to her that she had come to bed eyes! How correct was this now. She was 5’7” tall and a size 16, she wore a 40dd bra and her breasts were still very firm. It was a week before Christmas as she pulled on to the drive of his bungalow and it was a very cold evening. It was about 5.30pm dark and there were snow flurries falling. She got out and didn’t bother with her coat as she walked up the drive to the front door, ringing the bell as she shivered slightly because of the. "Well, what have we here... 300 €, I'll take that as compensation for my pain..." I heard the crackling of the notes rubbing against her leather fingers. I did not care. With 300 € I would have paid this lesson cheaply... "And here... Your business card, wonderful, it will be useful for me...!" I awoke suddenly from my trance, my cells were flooded with adrenalin. My body wanted to startle up, but the sole of her boot held its position so persistently that my jaw cracked and I couldn't move my.