Often we'd just go up and down the lift until I rubbed and stroked her to orgasm. Sometimes she'd rub me til I had cum in my pants, which was excitin... and difficult to conceal afterwards!One day, she took me into the boss's office on the pretext of finding a file. He was away all day on a conference and she shut the door behind us and started to kiss me, I responded and we kissed passionately for a few minutes. I pulled her dress up and as usual, no knickers! Just the job! So, I kissed her. " her voice dropped to a breathless whisper, "a wife?"I declared happily, "At least!" But there isn't anything more than a wife." What a pity. I guess we'll have to settle for your being my wife then." But we CAN'T! You're my brother! Brothers and sisters can't do that." We can in our hearts. I agree that there are problems, but I'm the guy who got a driver's license at fifteen, can see with his eyes shut, can read seven or eight computer screens at once, can apparently finish two college. “You are the marketing guy, Noah. You dress things up to make them pretty. I work with numbers. All I know is one plus one equals two,” she told him as she felt his warm fingers moving upward. With her excitement growing stronger she whispered, “I’ve known you for a long time. I know that I can trust you and that you can be very discreet.”He could feel the heat from her sex on the tips of his fingers. “What makes you think I would be a good lover and a good teacher?”“At a party one night, not. My ex-husband, a defrocked Baptist Minister is now hiding somewhere in Mexico after embezzling hundreds of thousands of dollars from our church. Luke burned it down for the insurance money and stole that too. I am a native Mississippian born and bred and can trace my roots to the founding of the country. I met my husband Luke here at a Born Again Christian Revival meeting on the county fairgrounds. I was seventeen years old and a virgin. I was saving myself for marriage. Luke was twenty-three.