Gone were the braces and glasses with scraggly hair and instead was a perfect smile of soft smooth skin. Her now blonde hair fell gracefully onto her ...houlders, resting on the blue tank top she wore. The fabric hugged her body, her breasts perfectly round and pushing on the straps. Her legs were bare, her hips and ass tucked into a pair of jean shorts that left little to the imagination. Mark's breath was taken away by the woman before him. Liz smiled and gave him another big hug. "I'm glad. "If there's anything I can do or if you want a shoulder to cry on..." No. Thanks, but no; I really don't want to talk about it," she said firmly, gazing down at her desk. "The thing is that I booked a short break holiday for the two of us in Spain and I really, really could do with getting away, you know? Just to be somewhere else, anywhere else, and away from all the reminders right now would do me good." I nod in sympathy but wonder where this is going. Is she going to ask me to cover for. Then he moves his hand around and under your shirt. You feel his hand as he cups your breast and pinches your nipple lightly. You bite your lip with pleasure. “Oh,” you moan. Behind you, he unbuttons his pants and pulls himself out. He moves himself between your legs. You reach around and start stroking him. “Oh god…” he whispers. You turn toward him and kneel. You look at his cock as you stroke it. You look up at him just before you take him in your mouth. You suck and stroke him while. When I had finished I took it off and handed the vibrator to her, as she grabbed it, she accidentally turned it on “ooooo that feels nice in my hand, must feel really good else wear” I saw her nipples harden again through her her top and she shifted about on the sofa. She regained her composure and quite skilfully put the condom on the vibrator. “well done baby, that’s a good job, although it is more difficult on a real cock, as most will be thicker than this” I said to her, “oh ok, can I ask.