He owned and operated a dry goods distributorship: ACME distributors. Two salesmen had quit leaving him high and dry. If I worked things right, I woul... be rewarded with both territories: big money, again, if I worked it right. But, all work and no play and all that...My personal time was mostly spent at Castro's Bar and Grill. The Rye was nice and the ice was cold. Hard to beat a combination like that. Add to that there was a cocktail waitress named Allison Macri: five-six, one-twenty, long. I slipped her top totally off and we moved to my desk. She slipped her panties down and sat on my desk, her legs wide open. I sat on my chair and lowered my head between her quite large thighs. As my head got closer I could almost feel the heat from her pussy, it was already starting to open and beads of beads of wetness covered it. As soon as my tongue touched it she leant back on the desk, and let out a slight moan. I pushed my tongue right in her wet pussy, and sucked on her swollen pussy. ‘STOP thinking…’ he whispers, stopping my thoughts, then my heart as he leans over and kisses me gently. I tremble, no man has ever made me do that. He picks up on the vibes I’m sending and leans in kissing me again, even deeper. I mewl softly and push myself into him. Suddenly I feel his hands around my waist, and he walks us out into the rain. I screech from the cold of the water. He laughs and pulls me back into his arms, his hand goes into my hair which before was soft and flowing is now. How it would help relieve the tension and that we had most of the day together. She leant her chest into mine, her cool skin and hard nipples against my hot, almost clammy skin. I began to buck against her hand, lifting my hips off the bed as if I was fucking her, but she pressed my hips back down against the mattress and told me to let her make me cum.She pressed her mouth right in front of me and throatily asked if I wanted to feel her wet warm mouth where her hand is as she began to grip my.