‘Okay,’ she said. ‘Good. I’m glad you finally say it.’ Adrian looked at her with suspicion. ‘Don’t look like that,’ she said, ‘I’m...not an idiot. I noticed the way you’ve looked at me the past weeks. You stopped accepting booty calls, you moved to another desk. I’ve known you long enough to know you’d never change your desk without a good reason.’ She lied down on his front and carefully embraced him. He cautiously reciprocated. ‘I also know you respect the sanctity of relationships, which. If you won't let me have you at least let me have a memory.Charles stood there for a moment. It didn't seem like he was even breathing. Then he sighed and turned back to her.One kiss, Katrina. One for your memory. Then he turned and strode back to the bathroom.Mr Ulrich sat behind his desk and reviewed the file in front of him. The presistant buzzing at his wrist reminding him that his wife was waiting patiently at home for him. She was an understanding woman but the understanding only went so. He was pretty sure the rest of his journey home was not going to be as boring as usual.As Andy watched, Miss Generous Cleavage slowly mashed her thighs together. She kept her gaze fixed upon him, as he did upon her. He could see the twitches in her face, the lust in her eyes as she built her pleasure. Her face dared him to watch and he did, unflinching -- even blinks performed sparingly and grudgingly. She fed from his gaze, excited by the attention, inspired to God knows what internal. She was now on fire; she was moaning in low guttural sounds and after sometime started bucking. I changed the tempo ever so frequently, fast to slow to fast and so on. She was on fire. All of a sudden I increased the speed and she matched it by bucking her pelvis violently against my hand. I leapt up the tempo and just as I sensed the wave of her orgasm was building to a crescendo, I swooped onto one of her breasts and took the nipple into my mouth. She came like there was no tommorrow, in wave.