It wasn't as formal a thing as I anticipated. We simply sat around a table and I fed them the facts and figures. I told them why our firm could repre...ent their interests better than any of the other firms in town. My palms sweated, my knees shook and, at times, when they threw questions at me one after another, I thought I might lose it. I didn't forget, for a second, who I was or the part I was playing. There was none of the behavior, the harassment as I came to recognize it, that was. I called him back later that night and it was magic. We agreed to meet the next night after I left work. The next evening it seemed like everything that could go wrong did and it was quite late before I arrived at his house (he's less than 8 miles away - how convenient!). He met me at the door and I was captivated - his photos didn't do him justice. We sat at his kitchen island and drank and talked about everything for hours before he touched me. From the first touch, I couldn't get enough of. But I love slow dancing the best. Although... I've never done that with a woman... Ha, ha, ha, I don't even know if lesbians do that, although why wouldn't they? But I've rubbed guys to orgasm without using my hand -- just my thigh and leg. Ummmm, when I realized how hard I was making the first guy -- it just turned me on -- and I talked him through the orgasm, begged him to come in his pants for me. He was silly enough to do it. The next guy was even easier. Let's see... what else? I also love. I was not surprised about noticing that she had missed her thong anywhere during the night…I saw her round nice buttocks were crossed by red marks, as if they had been slapped very hard. Her neck was also showing dark bites.Ana smiled weakly and then she climbed up the bed.She straddled me. Her pussy lips were just a few inches above my face. They were very swollen, red and gaping widely…Soon a little amount of white liquid appeared out from her cunt. It landed into my waiting mouth. I savored.