I spun my chair around so that I was face-to-dick with Ted. With my right hand I reached into my computer bag and pulled out a standard 5 year contrac... and a pen, and placed them on the desk behind me; with my left hand I traced the outline of his growing shaft through his slacks.“My software is, by far, the most advanced, Mr. Barnes.” I unzipped his fly and fished out his (rather impressive) cock. “And my service is well above industry standard”, I said with a smile.I began stroking his. Unspooling, questioning black eyebrows complimented these eyes increating a picture of bitchy, upscale, yet wholly attractivefemininity. I looked as though someone had turned me into a veryattractive, middle aged woman without changing my body or making melook like a transvestite; a mini-MILF. "I look like...," I said in analluringly feminine voice. "What the fuck!" I continued. I heardfootsteps in the main area of the bedroom. "Honey, what's wrong? Iheard a commotion coming from here," a gruff. When she returned, she laid the sheet out on the sofa to protect it from the oil, then she laid down on it, prone. Erica reached up and pulled her hair up to keep it off her back and keep it out of the oil. I pulled the ottoman over to sit on and positioned myself for good access to her sweet body. She had pulled her socks off, but had left her cotton bikini undies on. Just teasing me, I figured. I wondered at the gravity defying aspect of her asscheeks. They were so soft, yet so firm and. Airis pushed a book into the middle of the table and leaned over to open it and peer as if she couldn't see properly. I stood very close behind her so that my down-hanging donger nestled between her buns. She gave a little grunt of what could have been approval, but she too was being cagey in case she had misread the situation. I moved my hips sideways and back, so my cock slipped up the side, out of the valley, and quickly back down into it.Now Airis knew it was deliberate.She made a very.