I slid a finger into her pussy and sucked her on her clit, feeling her hips sway and rotate sensuously. Her soft breasts seemed warm against the sides...of my stomach and I licked from her clit to her hole, tasting her delicious cream. She sucked me into her mouth, her tongue working around the head. I could feel her saliva running down off my balls as she kept trying to swallow me whole. I slipped two more fingers inside her and felt her tighten around them. I moved all three fingers in and out,. She then fell away from me and simultaneously let her towel drop to the floor. I stepped back slightly to take in this perfect vision. She stood about 5'7" without her heels. My deep set olive and copper eyes traced a line up her body starting with her feet and ending in her gaze. Her body wasn't exactly what I had imagined, it was better. She was toned and fit with just a slight amount of extra weight around her perfectly curved hips and ass. Her dark, full breasts jutted out from her. It was mid-summer, the air conditioning at work was at its usual inadequate temperature setting and my new boss was a real SOB. He was the type of person who, if he was drowning in a swimming pool, people would toss him an anchor. I trudged in, only half remembering an invitation to an early dinner party to which my wife had accepted an invitation.I walked into my house, ready to drop into a chair and have a cold drink. Turning the corner from the front door into the living room, there was my. “Get a kitchen towel and dry off your dick,” I ordered. He obeyed, but he didn’t return. I panicked, thinking he might get out of range of the transmitter, and I grabbed it out my purse and turned up the power to max. Fortunately, he got the cloth from on a few meters away, so I could easily order him to come back with a clean towel for me, and cleaning the floor with his towel as he went. I don’t know why I didn’t just jump up from the table with my purse and follow him, but I guess I really.