On the hallowed seventh floor, a place I'd rarely had the opportunity to visit, it was indicated that I should proceed towards the chairman's office. ...n inner sanctum, I knew of no man who'd ever entered and lived to tell the tale.An very tasty, but at the same time extremely efficient looking secretary leapt from behind her desk as we approached and tried to wrestle my precious cardboard box from me. Eventually she conceded that it was my damned cardboard box and I was bloody keeping it; then. I could feel his breath get warmer against my neck and his arm muscles tense up ever so slightly.It didn’t take long for me to feel his stiff member against my ass, but I continued pretending to innocently rub against for what seemed like forever. I remember what felt like the beginnings of a cramp start to creep up in my lower back.Finally I felt him shift slightly as he moved to pull down his pajama pants. My heart beat quickened as he struggled to free himself from his cotton drawers.I. Wearing only her satin thong, Tracy crawled on her hands and knees towardshim. When she got to him he told her to stand up. She did and he hooked hisfingers in the waistband of her thong. He pulled it over her hips and downher legs. She stepped out of it. He admired her pussy, which was completelyhairless. Peaking out of the puffy lips of her cunt was a well-developed clitoris.He could see now that the thin chain attached to her bellybutton ring was fastenedto a similar ring that had been. She stared at me, the shadow of the night washing over her face as it did mine. The coconut tree under which we lay swayed and serenaded us. I crawled towards her and she rolled over, glancing back at me as she pushed her ample rump up. I could feel my mouth watering as I thought about loosing my shaft between the two pieces of flesh. I placed my hand on one cheek each massaging slowly. She closed her eyes and cooed. I spread her cheeks and in the fading light made out the pucker of her ass.