We held to each other for several minutes before separating and lay side by side on the bed.I got up and got some drinks for us out of the mini bar. W... sat up in the bed and sipped our drinks before we relaxed enough to talk. We chatted about the client presentation tomorrow briefly. Marcy was a Managing Partner in our firm and she would do the introductions before turning it over to me. I was a Senior Analyst and close to becoming a Junior Partner in our firm. After about an hour we were ready. I wasnt sure he was serious. I looked up at him. He knew I wanted it. Fuck yeah, I said. I lay on my back again. He looked determined to satisfy me, and his cock was still rock hard! But he was tired. I sat up again to kiss him and then I pulled him down on top of me. My baby was exhausted. I was too but I would never be able to sleep. Please baby just once more, Im tired too. Oh Its not that Im too tired, Im just mesmerized by these, he said, as he reached for my tits. You can play with them. His masturbatory fantasies had remained general up to the start of the summer, attached to media celebrities and the occasional internet porn-site, but all that had changed when Demi arrived. The crescent moons of those butt cheeks, peeking out saucily from beneath her skin-tight, white shorts one sweltering afternoon, had kicked things off. He had sprung a boner in his shorts as soon as look at her bending over the kids' paddling pool - no traceable panty-line, just a thin layer of cotton. He leaned against the door frame, sizing me up again. “Take off your jeans.” I did as I was told and stood there in front of him, wearing only my thong. He reached toward me, shoving one hand into my panties. “Somebody’s wet,” he whispered. He held me close and began flicking my nub lightly. My hips began to grind into his hand and he stopped. “Don’t.” We stood there as he continued to flick me. My body couldn’t help it and I began to sway again. Suddenly, Thomas pinched my clit, hard. I let.