‘What am I going to do?’ The tears began again, much to James’ horror. Without thinking, he reached out and took her in his arms and as she diss...lved into tears against his chest, he tried to come up with a solution. He was acutely aware of firm breasts pressed into his ribs. She was about a head shorter than him – her cheek nestled just at his shoulder and he could rest his chin on the top of her hair. The scent of her hair, the feel of her face pressed into his chest, the soft-firm roundness. His curtains weren't shut and the light from outside illuminated my large young round perky breasts, nipples at attention. I saw his jaw fall wide open and followed his eyes as they scanned past my firm tits down to my skinny waist and down to my glistening shaved pussy, my juices sparkling in the light, rolling down my thighs. I slowly pulled the 12 inch dildo from inside my pussy sending even more juices flowing and I thought he would faint. He was transfixed."Fuuuuck" he managed to slur. I. At least not so soon after the last one.“Good, yes, I guess you guys did. I swear, I had not realized the difference one little thing could make.” he said, continuing his vague comments about catching her impaled and stuck on Cooper with his knot caught in her back door.“Um, if there’s nothing more?” Carol said, once again trying to get away. She knew she had lost whatever power she once had, but she still did not relish just standing there while he got a blowjob.“Oh, not right this second. But. A hidden drawer had dropped down from the scrollwork at the top of the desk, and there were lots of memos, notes, and papers. I really didn't want to pry, but I was curious as to how long they had been in the desk. Imagine my surprise when I read e-mails that were dated as recently as a week ago. They were e-mails from the CFO to Ellen, some from the ex-director of operations to her, and some of them were from her as well. They were love letters and reminders of secret meetings with each other..