And Jack was on my phone; he smiled and waved me over to my desk. There was no doubt that I was shocked by what was going on. I wasn’t a prude by an... stretch but I was not use to all of this flesh running around in one place with me present. I dropped my briefcase below my desk and sat down pulling my short skirt under me. Jack hung up the phone and started barking orders for the weird group to head to the green room. “Hi, sweetie, sorry about all this in your office,” he said. “It’s alright. "Hey kid, you OK?"Oliver bit his lip and looked down at the reporter filing her pencil into her notebook. He nodded and the woman got up to shake his hand. "Chrissy Fuller, press."Oliver shook it and muttered under his breath that he was "Oliver." I know. I've been watching you through the trial. Bet it's not easy seeing your only brother put away like that." Oliver shook his head and the reporter flashed her beautiful smile. She glanced over at the door to the public gallery. "You fancy a. Lyla looked out of the narrow window that ran the length of the room. The water was calm tonight."This is seriously impressive," She exclaimed, "You treat all your dates to this much luxury." All my dates," He scoffed. "I am not sure I am the man you think Lyla." He said as he left the room to retrieve their glasses and ice bucket from the kitchen area.She smiled bashfully and sat on the edge of the bed. Her stomach felt all a flutter, she slowly realised that she was developing feelings for. It felt like he was raping me, but I enjoyed it.My then boyfriend would have been passed out from drinking after his shift, anyway to miss me.My skirt was up around my hips, with his hands gripping my slender body.He eventually let out a moan, as I felt his cock explode in my now wet pussy and spray a load deep inside me.Then he pulled out and spun me around, cum was oozing down my legs and staining my stockings.I didn’t care, I dropped to my knees and eagerly sucked his big cock.“God girl.