I’m pretty good with my hands, so I started messaging her neck. She seemed to be enjoying it and I said that if she came back to my cubical and sat ...own, I’d be able do a better job. She agreed and off we went. My cubical was very large with seven-foot walls and a door, which I closed and locked as we went in. She sat in my desk chair and I started back massaging her neck. I had her sitting backwards in the chair so I could get her back as well. After about ten minutes I started rubbing her. "Sammy was running. As he passed the courts I waved at him. He suddenly hopped the fence and walked on his hands. I was just asking why he didn't do it the next time he passed us. We were waiting to see if he would do again, but he didn't. I was disappointed because I wanted to tell everyone that we were good friends." Were you showing off?" Ned asked me."Yeah, I guess. I do it at school sometimes. It's a lot easier to do when you're not wearing pads and a helmet," I said, mentioning something. The Hall was by far the grandest house for miles; a Tudor brick mansion built into the ruins of an abbey that was at least as old again. Alicia Vance, fifth Lady Henderby, felt it had been a great good fortune that her forebears had been unable to remodel the house in more recent times. The house retained its small rooms, open fires and twisting passages. Of course, that had made the installation of modern conveniences such as piped water, gas lighting and heating a challenge and they still did. We sat silently, sexual tension filling the air as we consumed the final drops of wine. I stood to place my empty glass on the table just as Chantelle did the same. Moving closer together, I reached out and pulled her in for a kiss. Her lips were so soft, and as they gently parted I flicked my tongue against hers, slowly and deliberately. Her hands went around my waist as I placed mine behind her neck, the kiss deepening as we sunk into it. Our hands began to roam each others bodies and I felt.