In just a few moments, the silence was broken. "Mr. Roberts?"The tone of her voice was distinctly different than before. Far softer, almost like a sli...ht whine.I looked up again to see that her body language had softened as well. As she approached the desk, I noticed that another button at the top of the blouse was undone. It was not before. I never missed such a delightful detail. The tight material of the blouse had opened with the released tension, leaving the cleft of her breasts clearly. Do it for a week, and you will start making time for it.2 - Edge him more than once. For most, this is obvious. But for some new to edging, it needs to be said. Don’t just edge him once and assume you’re done. Depending on his stamina (and how long it’s been since his last orgasm) it can take a while to build him up to his first edge of the night. It’s important to think of it that way: “first edge of the night.” Because once you’ve guided him to his edge - and stopped - he is still highly. "Take it off," he growled, "the blouse, the bra, take them off!"She did as he said and let the bra fall to the floor leaving her topless before him."Come closer," he whispered and reached out his hand to her.She moved towards him and he reached up and ran his finger down her cheek, down her neck, down her collar bone and down to her breast. He let his knuckles brush against her nipple and it hardened in response.Sam pulled back with another groan. "Your skirt," he ground out. "Take it off."She. If you'd like me to make some proper coffee for the meeting ..', she tailed off and continued to stare at my legs as a mischievous smile started to play around her lips. She took my hand. 'She's working tonight - your wife I mean - isn't she?'. 'She is', I almost whimpered, now trying to hide another embarrassment working its way up my panties and pushing against the plush dressing gown. 'Well, we've got an hour before the meeting, why don't you come downstairs with me and help with the coffee?.