Donna, our secretary, whom I had had relations with previously, didn't help matters by wearing a very sheer white cotton blouse, suntan hosiery, a ver... tight lime green satin skirt which clearly showed her panty lines and the fact she was wearing a garter belt under it, and ankle-height high heel green boots which matched her skirt. On one of her trips out to the warehouse, she suggested we "get together" after work for dinner and a couple of drinks. I was tempted, and told her I wasn't sure of. "Oh, no", she said "I couldn't possibly expect from you, it's probably not that bad anyway.". In for a pound in for a penny I thought, and persisted, arguing the importance of her health. More or less to my amazement she agreed. The next thing I knew, I was rummaging through the medicine cabinet, finding not just a digital thermometer and petroleum jelly, but also some suppositories, which I decided to take along as well. She looked at me questioningly as I made my way back to the sofa and sat. She left everything on the table and fixed herself a bologna and cheese sandwich, taking it into her bedroom along with a bottle of beer. Finishing her sandwich, she took a quick shower and crawled into the bed after drinking the rest of her beer. She settled down, falling asleep almost as soon as her head hit the pillow.*******As she sat there eating a bowl of cereal, Jazzy re-read the instructions, feeling silly for putting something like that in her pussy and working all day. She almost left. She moved her mouth slowly to the left side of his cock, and then she licked a line up the left side from the base to the tip and down the right side to the base. Once there, she moistened her own tongue in her mouth and traced the reverse of the line. Whenever his cock seemed to be in the wrong spot, she would slowly move it with her hand, letting her fingers brush lightly up and down the shaft as she moved it.She started to kiss and lick higher up Frank's body, until his growing cock rubbed.