I look at the clock and see that it’s a little past four. Maybe I’ll call the girls to make plans for tonight. But first, I’ve got to do somet...ing about this throbbing pussy.What the heck, it won’t take me long to cum. My door is closed and the do not disturb sign is posted. I get up from my desk and go sit in the more comfortable soft leather chair I set up in the corner. I love this part of my office. I brought in a few of my favorite things to make it homier and it’s a nice space to sit. ‘This is Jennifer, my first regular girl. We didn’t live together, but we spent a lot of time. As you can see, she was dark haired, tall, long limbed, thin butt and very small pert breasts.’ ‘How could you love a tiny girl like that?’ ‘She was a nymphomanic,’ Tom answered. ‘There was nothing she wouldn’t do or try. I could give her orgasms by just sucking her tiny tits. And her favorite thing was fellatio.’ ‘Any boy’s dream,’ she murmured. ‘She got tired of me, and moved on. Then came Shirley,. As boyfriends go, I consider myself more than lucky, though after seven years something small, circular, metal and glinting wouldn't go amiss. HINT HINT!It all stemmed from a usual day at work, let me explain.I'm just a humble office administrator (All right secretary) in a large corporation. I answer the phone when I can be bothered. I type memos for other people to bin before reading. Try and decipher the Russian that people claim is their English handwriting. Poison people with coffee in. Amar pode Samirer bara dhuke to gelo. Kintu gude bara dhukiye jemon gud choda jay, sevabe pod choda jayna. Poder futo khub chhoto hay. Pod marte marte tabe poder futo baro hay ebong takhon guder moto pod choda jay. Jaihok, Samir erpar bara dhukiye ber kore amar pod marar chesta korlo.Kintu thikmoto ta parlo na, kenona poder rasta tight vabe baratake akre dhorechhe, tachhara Samir eto uttejito hoye porechhilo je, barar ras aar dhore rakhte parlo na. Barar sab ras ba feda galgal kore dhele dilo.