You have a nice grip. You’re a strong woman, you must work out a lot.”“I try to make it five days a week. What about you?”“That’s the sche...ule I try to keep also.”“Well, it seems to be working for you. You’re a pretty hot guy.” Jesse blushed for real.“Um…thanks! I’m not used to pretty women telling me I’m hot. It’s kind of nice.”“We could do more than just talk about it.”“I’m not sure I follow…” Maria stepped up close and covered his mouth with hers. After a second she pushed her tongue deep. As her lover buried his face between her thighs she turned her head to see herself in the reflection of the glass window, even as, thru the glass window, she caught a glimpse of someone watching her, her fantasy coming true as she grabbed her lover’s head by the ears and pulled him more tightly against her sopping wet sex. I read on for her – the part of her story where her lover licked her to orgasm on the conference room table as she saw herself being watched – and, as I read her more of her. Then I lay them in my lap and motion her to raise her top. Next I motion her to open/remove her bra which she does. She teases her breasts and nipples for me for a few minutes then motions toward my lap clearly demanding a reciprocal exposure (having a dress shirt and tie [albeit loosened] precluded exposing my chest, after all). At length I give in to her continued hortations--did I mention her beautiful, sexy smile?--and take my dick which has been most responsive to the events out of my. UGH HOW MY MIND WORKS. I TOOK THE BIKE TO THE HIGHEST SPEED TRYING TO GET TO WHERE IT PULLED ME FORWARD TO ONLY HAVE HIM PULL ME HARDER AGAINST HIS BRAOD MUSCLED CHEST AND MANHOOD WITH HIS STRONG THIGHS AND KNEES ENCIRCLING ME. I HAD HAD ENOUGH COULD NO LONGER STAND ANYMORE OF THIS TORTURE I SAW A CLEARING UP AHEAD BETWEEN TWO TREES AND IT WAS A SMALL CEMETERY. I PULLED THE BIKE IN ALONG THE PATH OF TREES AND SHUT THE ENGINE OFF AND JUMPED OUT OF ARMS AND THE BIKE AND SAID WHAT ARE YOU TRYING.