Then he drew his muzzle back, gasping as his tongue retracted. My legs were spread against his narrow belly, and I felt his heat throbbing through my ...lothing – just the heat of his fur was enough to drive me wild.I knew his hardness was below me. But I refused to look, glaring into his blue eyes.“Thale told me you wouldn’t listen,” he murmured.“Where is he?” I asked. I tried to not sound needy.“Piloting the ship,” Adoran said. His tongue slipped along my cheek. It left me moist and trembling.. Dad and Sharon, my sister, were off on some kind of father-daughter thing for the next few days. Annette, our maid, had the weekend off. Mom and I were alone in the house, it was summer, I had nothing much to do (Well, I had lots to do, but no one else knew it... yet). Mom made a simple breakfast for us, and hurried upstairs to get dressed while I nervously puttered around the house, waiting, longing, to be alone.Now, in the grand scheme of things there was only one thing I'd rather do than be. But it felt so completely different. Just having the stranger’s eyes on me was making my body respond in ways I’d never felt before. I was… performing.My hands snaked up the back of my boyfriend’s legs to his ass. I pulled him into me, let him slip out of me, pulled him back again. I angled my head slightly back, looking for the stranger’s blue eyes. They were glued to mine, and I felt a thrill at knowing I held both men captive.I shifted my leg and pulled my skirt up as far as it would go,. " began the Chairman. "Alan?" Er, yes, Chairman. I asked the Vice-Chancellor to join us." He looked at his watch. "He ought to be here by now." He stood and went to the door, opened it and spoke. "Rosemary, is Rupert Charlesworth here yet?" Yes. He just needed..." Ah. Send him in, when he returns, will you?" Certainly, Mister Beeton."Some minutes later, during which the Committee refreshed their coffee cups, a tall, well-dressed man entered the room. The Committee stood and the Chairman stepped.