I love seeing you so happy like this," Mistress purred. There was a long silence. I had lain perfectly still, hoping to hear any clues that could help...me guess Mistress' intent. Finally, I heard the key turn inside my belt. The lock clicked open and sent a short, glorious vibration into my pelvic bone. I'd never forget that feeling. Mistress slid the heavy, steel front plate that covered my crotch, off of the belt's frame. I knew how wet I was, as the open air chilled my swollen opening. She. But when Michele described Ms Karen Grayson, the department head of'Ladies Apparel', and the incident where she gently squeezed Michele'ssemi-erect penis through her dress and winked at her in her ladies changeroom, Bill became very aroused."So do you think if we went back there and confronted Ms Grayson shemight be up for some fun; a threesome perhaps?" Bill mused one nightafter they had just made love.Michele grinned."I wondered when this was going to happen," Michele smirked as she. It seemed that she knew when I was getting close because she would stop and lean back. She removed her top smiling as she cupped her big breasts. “You like these “she said teasingly then licked at her nipples “I do”she said with a smile”.She looked at my cock “looks like you have something for me”she said leaning forward. She licked at some pre-cum that was oozing out of my cock then placed her mouth back on it. She sucked me until she felt my cock swell and stopped again,”I would really. "Are you sure you've never read any of my stuff?" I joked, and upon seeing her smile, I continued. "Yes, I do have those problems, but I thought they were merely the plague of a 'scatterbrained writer'. I have to do extensive outlines of stories I am going to write to be sure I stay on track, because, quite frankly, I lack the discipline to tell a story without meandering needlessly all over the place," I told her with an exasperated tone in my voice."Perhaps I will... I'd like to read some of.