" "It's for the best, Girl. Don't worry, he won't bother you.........ever again." Then thinking to himself how he could wrest that Road Runner away fr...m me. "Better check on it, son." I parted the curtains. Relieved to find it present and accounted for. Then checked again to make sure I wasn't just imagining it being out there."Call her!" No. I'm not calling this close to the end. It's the home stretch. I'm clean. I ain't called and I ain't whacked it. And that Road Runner is still out. A broad, open smile. And from there... well, there used to be a word for it, statuesque."Now she was really blushing. "Or just big boned," she said, a little caustically."Or just beautiful," I said. I could have gone on, had it been polite, to describe all the other things that attracted me-- large, high breasts which jutted out heroically; rounded bubble butt, a little broad and soft by model standards, breathtaking to me in tight jeans as she strolled back and forth through the restaurant. I loved the way his mouth felt on shaft, so warm and wet. I was in ecstasy. My crush was actually deepthroating my cock! The way he slid up and down my shaft and pausing for a minute at my head to swirl his tongue around my head all while massaging my balls with his hand. All of a sudden without warning I shot 5-6 ropes of cum down his throat! When I realized what I had done I stood up and shouted "Oh my god Harry! I'm so sorry! "I felt so bad watching him gag and choke, I hugged him and. “Yes, I am,” I replied. Rebecca looked back out the window. “That view is amazing,” she remarked, “You can actually see people in the tower next door, still at work.” “Yeah,” I responded, “You wonder if they ever take a break.” Rebecca turned and looked at me. “Do we have the floor to ourselves?” she asked. “I’m pretty sure we do in this office,” I replied, “I can’t speak for the law firm next door.” Rebecca stepped closer to my desk. She leaned against the edge of my desk, still looking out.