"Sarah whipped on a dressing gown and the four of us headed for the managers office. The Goon with the talking part knocked, "Mr Julian, sir, an issue... Miss Sarah her boyfriend, he was not aware, perhaps we can resolve matters." "Ah Thomas, I have Mr McGuire here so." McGuire cut him short, " No send the kids In, Thanks Thomas." I went in, McGuire was calling the shots "Julian you do that IT thing please," then "Sarah my dear and I don't believe we have met." "John ,Sir, John Evans," I. I just got done giving myself a good time." "Oh darn, I was hoping you were going to tell me a bedtime story." "I would love to, sweetie. Take a minute to get ready and I'll think of one." I'm not prepared for this but I start to spin a story in my head. I base it on a fantasy I've been having for a very long time. "Okay, I'm ready." "Are you hard yet?" "Just a little." "Okay. We're going out for dinner and you tell me that you want to see me in my shortest little black dress." "Mmmm, I like. When we pulled into her driveway I decided that it would be best if I walked her to the door. When we got there I was about to say good bye when all of a sudden she started to lean closer to me, not knowing what to do I decided it would be best to just go with and leaned closer to her as well. In the split second when our lips touched I knew I was going to be in for a long and wild night. She grabbed me by the shirt and took me upstairs to her room, slamming the door behind her. In her room I. I know you enjoyed yourself. Not bad for a first orgasm, huh?” Her pussy taunted yet again as she stumbled over to her bed.“Yes... okay, I admit it felt amazing I guess, but it’s only a matter of time before I’m a lab experiment,” Stephanie said, feeling strange as she talked to her crotch.“Honey, I can be very discreet. It’s not like I’m going to start talking to everyone you come across. I don’t want the attention either, but then again I can’t promise I won’t be a little naughty here.