So me and Suzy were just chatting and boozing with the music playing quietly in the background. I don't know what happened we must have been talking a...out sex or something equally naughty...probably about her many conquests when we just started kissing. I had never kissed a girl before and I suspect she had cos man did she know what to do with her tongue. She slipped her hand under my top and started to play with my now studded nipples and I could literally instantly feel my pussy juicing up. Your hands grip my waist, skimming up to my chest, brushing my breasts through my skimpy bra. A strangled moan escapes my lips and I arch my back, earning yet another harder slap across my thigh. ‘You know better.’ I nod, whining softly. Feeling your hands close around my breasts, kneading and flicking my nipples, I moan ecstatically. Your hands leave my body and I whimper in disappointment, shivering as I don’t know what you’re doing. I hear a quiet click and jump, suddenly feeling cold metal. " I heard what you said in here." You left the cabinet open. I shut it." Oh." Anything I should know?" No. I'm good." Beautiful." He kissed her on the cheek. "You're good, you'rebeautiful, and you're usually quite trusting."She shrank back from his kiss. "I have never been trusting." Maybe it's me that's trusting." No. You're a closed book, too."Kinny smiled. "We match." He pat her shoulder.She visibly restrained herself from jerking away.Kinny sighed. "I'll be in the kitchen."A few minutes. ”“S...sir.” “Shut up, cream-puff!” The man ordered. Ian wasn’t sure why, but he had to shift positions a little as his tiny prick got hard.“You’re fired.” The big man said. “B...but, sir?”“No buts, except your wife’s hot round one, and your little sissy one. No mistakes. Period.” the cruel man taunted. Ian couldn’t stop the disturbing image of the big boss telling him all this while fucking Wendy from behind. Bent over the drinks table at the holiday party. Her nice red, velvet dress pulled up.