Lisa and I both work for a large investment company inBoston, I'm sure you're heard of it. I'm a portfolio manager for privateaccounts, and Lisa works...in administration for one of probably the worstbosses in the firm.?Lisa's one saving grace was a cute young secretarythat her boss loved to flirt with, but she was quitting her job --probably paid off too, to avoid a sexual harassment suit -- and Lisa knewthat her boss David would now focus his energy micro-managing andgenerally being a prick to. "Chop," said the luscious girl leaning forward to make sure I had a good view of her mammalian charms and dangling jewel. "You sleep up above the shed and get meals at the back door. You can do your stupid spying for a week from here, but then you've got to be gone. I owe you, at least that much. We'll be quits then."I bent to kiss her but she turned away in the shade of the shed's doorway. "None a'that," she said. "It's just for past favors." You mean you're faithful to him despite what you. While I was gone, he picked up the catalog and whistled, "Oooh, what's this? Oh, Hannah, you'd look better than any of these girls."Just about then, I came back into the room and he added, "Either one of you would look better than these models." Oh, I don't think so," said Hannah, blushing, "I mean look at them, perfect bodies and everything."Nate said, "You're kidding. Hannah, you are prettier than any girl in here."Hannah was pretty, slender, well-built for her frame, long blond hair, creamy. "Now lick my asshole," I growl down to you. "Use that tongue and clean my sweaty ass." Again, you obey, slicing your long tongue as deep as you can into my bottom as I spread my cheeks widely in my strong hands. Your mouth is wide open, your lips crushed against my rump, your teeth flush with my cheek walls as you flutter your tongue in and out rapidly of my insatiable asshole. And again I finger myself to a shuddering orgasm until my entire butt clenches and chews at your face, sucking you in.