The frustration he felt from his wasted morning melted away. She wore a short, pleated blue skirt and a white top, paired with tall platform high heel.... When she sat at the reception desk, he realized she worked for the firm. Scott stared at the pink ribbon in her hair and wondered if he'd made a mistake."Can I help you?" she asked."Scott MacIntyre," he replied. "I have an appointment." I'm Andi. Just a moment, please."Andi's well-manicured finger pressed a button, "Rita, your two o'clock is. I came frighteningly hard, gushing hotly and helplessly, utterly lost in a marijuana sex high. It seemed to last forever before it faded, and I slumped, courgette still deep inside me, onto the wet seat. I wasn't finished yet. I lifted my legs and braced my feet wide and high on an old tea chest, and grunting with greedy glee, I pulled the entire courgette into myself, all nine inches of it, in a final awesome fuck. I cawed, jolting, convulsing, clenching blissfully on the thrusting. I said, “perfect so I have 30 minutes with you” and smiled. He smiled back and nodded. I kissed him and he kissed me back. I felt his lips on mine and tightened my arms around his neck. I felt his hands go to my side and around my back. I stepped backwards towards his bed, pulling him with me while he kept kissing me. I felt something on the ground and broke out kiss to see what it was. I then went to the bed and laid down on my back. He got on top of me and began to kiss me again. He. The soapy hands of his seemed so soft and natural, like silk as they danced over my body. At first, just washing me. Then soaping my breasts. Making my nipples harden under the warm spraying water. That feeling of someone else's hands soaping your breasts was magic to me. At that point, I decided I was going to have his cock.Well, that is if I could figure how to turn him on. Maybe there was a special way to touch a guy. When you want him to fuck you. I couldn't just ask him, that would be too.