A simple command. I shouldn’t do it but the thought of giving into that command was sending waves of desire up my spine. I lifted my shirt but he sh...uted, “NO! Not like that. Remove it without taking off your shirt.”I obeyed. I reached up and unclasp my bra and then I pulled off one shoulder and then the next and finally pulled the bra down the front of my shirt. I felt my breasts naked and bare under the shirt. My little budding nipples pressed out just begging to be seen. I felt his eyes on. But the young assistants could be bullied into selling alcohol if I wasn’t around. When I shut the shop I was missing Chloe again. It took longer without her experience with the accounts. At home I showered before checking my email again. No response from the brothers. All I had received was spam. On Saturday morning I still had no response from my employers. At work Muriel, one of the older part-timers, was unhappy at the continuing heat. She muttered about leaving for a job where she didn’t. He laughed a little and I knew we were perfect together, we loved each other, we loved being together, and we had great chemistry. I'd heard a few times from various different people and places that chemistry doesn't matter, but seeing us together like that, bullshit to people that say chemistry doesn't matter. It does matter, it matters a lot and I'm not saying it couldn't work without it, but it's a great thing to have in any relationship. Then he pushed my underwear down just enough so my. He set the magazines down on the table and said to pick one. I grabbed one and opened it. The big rotted women got me hard right away. I started stroking my dick right there in front of him. Mr. Johnson said I think I know what your problem is. I asked what it was, he said you're pulling your dick like you're in a race. He said to slow down some.He asked if I wanted him to show me. Not thinking, I said ok. He stood behind me and wrapped his hands around mine. He said not to hold it so tight as.