I waited for her to continue. "Darling, my father is gay," she stated frankly. I almost ran off the road when I heard that. "What? How could any man p...ssibly be gay who had a woman who looks as good as your mom?" I almost screamed. "It's true," Sylvia said. "Mom had a lot too much to drink one night and was in a very melancholy mood. She told me that when they were in high school she was a cheerleader and my father, I can no longer call him Dad, was a football star. They were the couple most. " I moved my tongue, down her neck, past her breasts, and down to her taunt abdomen. I rested my head on her stomach and began playing with the clothes pins. She cried out as a flicked them back and forth, again and again. She was totally at my mercy. I thought of all the times she had used nipple clamps on me. How she had decorated my ball sack, and my nipples. I thought of the exquisite feeling when the clamps were removed.Her breathing became heavy, as I grabbed the left centered pink. Good morning." And with that she walked down the hall towards her room, leaving her boss in a fine fury as the doors to the elevator closed and she finished the ride up to her floor.Samantha never intended to go to her room and instead she slipped into the stairwell and started down the steps, pulling out her cell phone and calling Alex, relaying to him all that had happened. He told her to meet him outside the hotel and they would go and find a proper breakfast since her morning now seemed to. It was a real seductive walk and not only me every male who was walking behind her had eyes only for dose bubbly curvy pair of bottoms of hers swaying and defying Physics! In office I never used lift and used stairs to stay healthy. So I took on the way of stairs. She was aware of me walking behind her, staring at her ass. While she opened the gate to get in the lift lobby, she stared back at me then looked down straight at my bulge in my pants gave a faint smile then with her gaze down called.