An hour later I was dressed in my jeans and polo shirt and heading back to my room on the first floor. I found my card key and let myself in. strippin... off my clothes I walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower. Twenty minutes after that I was clean, dressed in my suit and ready for my day. There was a knock at my door. I opened it to see Tiffany standing there, looking smart and equally ready for her day of sorting diamonds. “I just wanted to say thank you for an amazing twelve hours,”. I agree. Most of my clothes are very matronly or formal. I don't know why I wore those styles. I find it difficult to remember that I used to be that uptight about my appearance. I've looked at pictures of myself over the years and I was very stuffy.Well, that was the old me. The new me is very vivacious and alive and happy to be a woman. I feel like I just woke up after being asleep most of my life. I've got so much to do. So many things to make up for. And Bruce is going to help me.I. Most times, he’ll start out by licking my ass first, sticking his tongue in it and getting it nice and wet. I swear, with his saliva, my pussy juices, and my unashamed NEED for him in my ass, I don’t need any lube whatsoever but he always insists. By the time he’s finished working the lube in my ass with his thick, strong fingers, I’m so horny to get my ass fucked I can’t take it anymore and I’m usually screaming, “Stop teasing me, fuck me in my asshole, ram your big hard dick in my ass now,. Looking at what I was doing I ran my hand up slowly over my left breast, just the once and suddenly Andy was all over me. He had his tongue down my throat and had a handful of breast. He paused for breath and said, ‘Feeling a little sexy huh? I haven’t been getting the signals lately baby, so thought you were losing interest’. We roared into it. It was fabulous and I gave him that advice Rod gave you – whenever he sees me bent over doing something and nobody is around to jump at me and more.