“You think so?” I replied, half wondering why, if she thought me to be an amazing fuck, she was getting it elsewhere?“Oh yes!” she added, “s... thick and hard for my tight little pussy.”“Well, that’s good to know” I replied. “So, let me ask… if you could change something about me fucking you, what might it be?” I asked, trying to figure out why she was fucking her co-worker too.“Well” she replied hesitantly, “maybe two things, but one is something that you can’t do anything about. The other,” she. As expected he appeared wrapped in a short towel that exposed his sexy well-toned body."Hey, I'm making breakfast, would you like some?" I asked knowing how hungry he must have been after last night!"Sure," he replied and grabbed a T-shirt to put on. He sat down on a tall chair next to the kitchen counter.Jamie lifted his head, looking slightly embarrassed."Sorry about last night," he said looking at me.I blushed and smiled, not quite knowing what to say in reply.Jamie took a sip of coffee as I. I trace a figure eight again this time feeling the smooth flesh of your breasts through the silk chemise, the material moving on your nipples, but my fingers gently staying away from them, slow figure eights around your breasts, two, three, four times. My fingers gently dance across your stomach, again flicking the top of your knickers, this time tracing gently across the top of them teasing that they will go inside but not daring to.Again up and down your thighs ever so gently, this time. If she got paper on me this time, it's because she thinks I done it. If she is going for the needle, it's because she feels it's the right thing to do. Then there's you. A cracker lawyer showing up to have a face to face with me. Shit, that's shows you got balls and that you go to the wall for your clients. I'll think on it. I'd be stupid not to think on it. But I'll tell you this. When they brought that paper down here the first time and asked me who I'd want on my side, I thought of you right.