”“So?”Janet covered her eyes with her hand and groaned in exasperation. “That is exactly what you need,” Mary said. “A hard young cock th...t can go all night. Get out here and rope him in.”Janet shook her head and said, “That is not happening.”Mary turned toward her and put her hands on her hips. “Are you seriously not going to make a play for him?”“Absolutely not.”“Well, if you’re not going to...” She looked over her shoulder at him and licked her lips.Janet gasped, “You wouldn’t!”“Just. I never know how long those will last. I'll be no later than 5:30 p.m. though. I'll see to that."I finished up a little after 5 and was getting ready to call Julie's cell phone to figure out where we were meeting when the sound of laughter drew me to the conference room.There on the whiteboard, instead of facts and figures pertaining to our work, were caricatures of every member of the staff drawn in Dry-Erase marker. Julie was just finishing up when I walked in."I'll stop and get a new board. It led to an internal crisis, consisting of googling "Am I a lesbian if I have sex dreams about other women?" You may be wondering why this was concerning to me. I'm currently in a five year relationship with a man (high school sweethearts that went to college together) and I fully intend on marrying this man. I am head over heels in love with him. For this reason, I was concerned about ever acknowledging my apparent subconscious sexual interest in women. Well, after a couple years of watching. He slid head first into the car, between her legs lapping, and sucking the sweet fluid of her honeypot. Her aroma intoxicated him. John was beyond thinking, all he wanted was to drink from her over flowing fountain. Nellie bucked wildly, moaning in the orgasmic pleasures the sexually drunk man was bestowing upon her body. Nellie grabbed John roughly by the ears pulling him up into position to enter her. His ears hurt but he didn't care, his cock needed to find her love canal. She reached down.