Becca stood a moment longer after his initial nod. She was steeling herself against the nervous flutters, to do as instructed. Her mouth felt dry and ...or a split second her thoughts went blank.Determination won out over the first shock of seeing him standing there waiting for her to speak. James looked handsome and powerful, as he was dressed, the black shirt and pants adding to the feeling he emitted with the smile he had given her. Slowly, Becca stepped forward until she stood a foot or two. And why not? She was such such a natural with it, the black dildo jutting out of her thin waist like merely an extension of the rough black waves of her hair. And the way she drove her powerful hips, honed by weekly judo practice since she was seven ... well, it drove Denise into delirium.But she couldn't afford to be delirious right now. Still trying to appear calm and collected, Denise pulled out Mindy's "hope chest" -- an old drawer filled with colourful sex toys and the odd bit of porno --. I was notthe only one now who wore nice tight skirts, blouses, nylons and heelsto the office, so did our two young secretaries. I started to noticeNick glancing at their ( admittedly very ) pretty legs when he thoughtno one was looking. I made a joke of it at first, but he just shruggedit off and said I was imagining it, but later I began to get reallyquite angry with him coveting the secretaries and it put more and morestrain on our relationship, both professional and personal.We had a blazing. Backing away from you, I can't see your eyes and if I could, your pupils would be dilated so much they would obscure the blueness. You're as vulnerable as I am at this moment but neither of us draw breath to commiserate. I hastily help you out of your jeans and your socks. There's lots of panting and shredding of clothes. We're so clumsy as we rush, it's almost laughable. I'm hungry for your cock. Your naked. We're hot, wet, sloppy. You're hiking up my tiny skirt and touching my clit through.