It had been a long, long time since I felt needed for more than just a fucking paycheck. I couldn’t help myself and moved my hand around her and ove... her ribcage, until I had my hand covering her soft full tits. As soon as I had my hand on her breast, I began caressing it. When she felt me squeezing her tit, she shuttered and jerked as a jolt of pure erotic pleasure surged through her slender trembling body. While I was massaging her breast, I pressed down on the tip of her hardening nipple. I like when it comes. I like the way the cum spurts over my tongue,” she said. “Unzip our slacks and stroke your pussy,” he said. She unhooked her slacks, lowered the zipper, slipped her hand into her panties and began running her fingers over her slit. “Is this how you masturbate when you’re alone?” he said. “Yes,” she said, her eyes half-closed. “I kneel on the bedroom floor and pretend I’m kneeling in front of you, waiting for you to put your cock in my mouth. Sometimes I suck on my fingers,. I began rubbing, much to her disdain. "Don't act like you don't like it Tay, I feel your little pussy getting wet!" I exclaimed, running my fingers through her slit to the source, feeling the fluid start to leak out of her twat. She got even more angry then, shouting through the tape. "Shut up cunt!" I said loudly, slapping her face again with my free hand, then pushing my two middle fingers inside her roughly. She grunted, and arched her back - I knew the twat loved it. "See slut? I knew you. “Hello, my devilish tease.” I grinned back at him with absolute imprudence, completely unrepentant about my attempt to distract him from his business lunch. He continued to regard me and I could tell the wheels were spinning in that well oiled masterpiece that is his mind. I waited for him to speak as the lunch hour rush of diners thins but instead he coaxed me out from under the table to stand beside his chair. If anyone, from the polished clientele to the well trained staff noticed, they.