He held her hips and thrust deep inside her, enjoying the sound and feel of Naomi's growing arousal. He groaned and continued inside her tightness, fe...ling her become more animated as she was bent over his desk. He spanked her ass and left pink hand-prints on the creamy white skin. He leaned in closer to her, so hips were landing against hers, his chest resting on her back. He put his hand up her shirt and felt up underneath her bra, rolling the firm nipples between his fingers. "Mmmmmmm,". " Ah come on, Millie."Millie turned around in his arms, a cynical look on her face. "So now you got a date with your dream girl. What do you want a little colored gal like Millie fo'?" It's just that... that I want everything to be right. I don't want to screw things up now that I've got a chance to impress her."Millie's cocked eyebrow was her only answer but she still didn't try to leave his embrace."Millie. What do women want?"Millie laughed and playfully punched Bud's chest. "I could spend. Especially those so..." her hand stroked the throbbing rigid length of his cock still growing harder inside his pants, "... well equipped."They seemed frozen there for a long moment, Phillip half-leaning, half-crouching over the voluptuously naked wife of William B. Dodge, while the poor bastard was only an office or two away!"Get your clothes off, honey," she whispered hoarsely, visibly excited now as she quivered beneath him, "I'll teach you some tricks that little teeny-bopper girlfriend of. Yeah, sure I've seen Mrs Bettino on-" "She's stepping out on me, Mick," interrupted Bettino. "Can you believe that shit? I wanna kill her but I love her so I just adjusted her attitude a little. Give her a little tuning up." Seems only fair and-" "Shut der fuck up, Micky," interrupted Bettino. "Dolores' bruises will fade but the fuckin sneaky motherfucker laying it to her is getting ice picked." I touched my ear. Involuntary. Just did it. The thought of being pinned down and having an ice pick.