You just caught me off guard."He couldn't stay mad at her. Her steel grey eyes captivated him as they always did in these situations, his defenses use...ess against their overwhelming gaze."S'ok," he told her as he snaked his arm around her waist and pulled her towards him, "it was just a question." He kissed her then got up from the bed and went to the bathroom."I can finish, if you like," she called after him."Naw, don't worry about it," he replied, "this will only take a moment thanks to. Can you do that for your boss?" She whispered."I'll try," he moaned. "But I will be reduced to begging soon."'Good, very good,' Paula thought as she began to smirk. She needed Sam to be in a state where he would do anything to cum. That's when she will strike.She increased her speed then slowed again. Then went fast for a few second and she released her grip on Sam's cock."I was so close!" Sam said with tears in his eyes. "Please let me cum!" I will, but you will need to do something for me,". Feeling her phone vibrate, she checked her messages. All fine at home. On a whim, she checked her email account, and saw a message from him. Her heart beat faster and lurid images beat against her consciousness, against barriers that were weakened by wine. "Nice to see you. Where are you going after this? Would love to buy you a drink if you can get free."She quickly named a club that she was thinking of going to and put the phone away. After about thirty minutes a reduced number of girls. ‘I see,’ she noted. ‘And, is there anything you’d like to tell me about the nature or details of the depression?’ ‘It just…’ he shrugged with a sigh. ‘…It just seems to spoil everything.’ ‘Everything?’ she queried. ‘Yeah,’ he said. ‘I mean, it feels like I don’t have the will or energy to do anything anymore. I-I don’t want to exercise, or play my guitar, or go shopping…I have a hard time just getting out of bed sometimes. A lot of the time I don’t even want to eat. The only thing I’m regularly.