I start rubbing, and her pleasure is immediately obvious. “Ooohh shit! C'mon c'mon, please! Ahhh fuuuck!”Her orgasm is nearly upon her, I pull out...until only my tip is in her and rub her clit even harder. As soon as her orgasm hits I lurch forward, blasting through her cherry and burying my cock as deep as it will go. Her tightness is godly, and I almost cum, but I manage to resist.When she comes down from her euphoric high, she notices that I'm balls deep inside her, “Holy shit that was good!. I finished my shower and went to our room to get dressed, she had me a wild print button up shirt and a pair of khaki shorts , but when I looked for underware all I found was my CB3000. I locked it in place and got dressed. On the ride down she wanted to ride with the windows down for a while after the sun started going down. The wind whipping around would blow her dress up high enough that if she had been wearing panties I would have seen them. We stopped at a truck stop to eat , it was her. Why was I crying then, and why on Rob's chest? I'm so confused. Is it that conversation we had at dinner? That was awfully deep, where'd it come from? Is it the strange dreams I think I've been having? Are they dreams or wishes? They made me warm on the inside, but where are they coming from?I've gotten really comfortable getting in Rob's bed and snuggling up to him. It's fun teasing him. I know he reacts to me; I can't help but feel his reaction. Why am I doing it though? I've never teased. McShane, glad to see you are still here! Come, sit down, have a drink." The CEO was perfectly smooth, as usual."No, thanks, I'm fine." Me being the killjoy, as usual."I hear the is a problem you wanted to talk to me about, Mary." Yes, sir. Going over the recent budget reports, the money earmarked for my department is larger than the actual sum that we received. It seems as if some of the money is being filtered into a side project, but I don't have access to more data." I was a bit puzzled as.