"Got it in one genius. Right, this, this right here is a one off thing do not get used to it!" "What the hell are you talking about Lisa, you come ba...ging on my door at..." Lisa cut me off quick smart. "Shut up! Okay, this endless dance we engage in on that stupid fucking facebook ends right now. We flirt, throw intellectual barbs at each other and discuss some really intense shit. We pretend we are sensible adults who can have a deep conversation without wanting to fuck each other, we bring. The perfume of sex was very pungent and I inhaled it to get their combined scents. A few minutes later Mom came out of the bathroom followed by wispy tentacles of steam. She was rubbing her body and hair dry with a big white terry cloth towel. She blushed a little when she saw the dildo in my hand, which she quickly snatched away. "That should be cleaned, she said and tossed it into the bathroom sink with surprising accurracey and landed with a loud rubbery thud. Seated still on the edged of. ”An almost pleasurable sensation of fear rolled through me, knowing that I couldn’t begin to imagine the demands she might make of me and wondering if she was right. Would I refuse any of them? There were times that I felt so out of control, wondering if this is what an addict felt like between fixes as I slowly teased my engorged clit for her. My heart began to hammer in my chest like a bird yearning to be free, and my breath quickened as I felt the surge of desire spiral though my body. My. She asked what the problem was and Tom poured out his story. ‘Is it really that bad?’ she asked. ‘Worse,’ he said. ‘She even makes me get her coffee. That’s the worst thing of all.’ Jodi suddenly looked interested. ‘Do you get her coffee every day?’ she asked. ‘Yes, and she seems to enjoy every minute of humiliating me in front of the entire office,’ Tom said. ‘You know,’ Jodi said. ‘I may have something to help you.’ ‘What do you mean?’ Tom said. ‘Well,’ she answered. ‘I’ve been working on a.