Are my figures ready yet?' Vanessa's voicewas calm and assured.'Well, yes, I've just finished them.' I managed to say.'Okay, well I'm still here too s... email them to me and come to my officeso I can see if they are alright.'I wanted to protest but the phone had already gone dead. I quicklyemailed the figures and walked around the building to Vanessa's office.It was in the executive part of the building and I had always wonderedhow Vanessa had managed to wangle an office here. It was pretty late. Jack: That’s the thing. I think we’d both prefer to catch a matinee showing. Call me. Melanie smirked and dialed Jack’s number. ‘What up mang?’ Jack answered. ‘What up mayne,’ Melanie returned their standard greeting. ‘Alright, so my good friend in Vegas gave me a call just now and-‘ ‘Vegas?’ ‘-Vegas. So she wants to go to the movies too, but we aren’t invited to the show. Like, she can’t give us tickets. What she can do though is give us a nice jacuzzi suite, with a view. She even said. She said sorry! Sorry! Sorry! & was about to wake up but when she came to senses that my dick was rock hard & poking her. She then cleverly, again acted as she slipped while getting up onto my dick. My dick was hard as a rock. I was expressionless all this while as I didn’t know what to do. She again told sorry but didn’t move up. She stayed in the same position for a few seconds & then smiled at me. I also smiled at her. Then we both didn’t know what happened exactly but we moved our lips. When next she eased her finger inside me, I sighed with pleasure; as her finger went deeper, my eyes widened involuntarily at how much, how intensely I felt it. Still it wasn't exactly painful, though perhaps now it was closer to it, but I was amazed that a single finger could feel so deep.As gently as she had started, Elsa stopped.'Not so bad?' she said, and I shook my head.'How much was that?'Elsa held up her index finger, and pointed at it with the other one, identifying somewhere about.