Her hips swayed under a short skirt. Whoever interviewed her would get an eyeful, top and bottom. I remembered my hands on her ass.She turned around, ...er bust in profile. My dick didn't even twitch. "Could you wait for me? I don't like riding alone, especially the regular elevator. I'm kind of claustrophobic." Sure." I stood blocking the sliding doors from closing while Letti strutted over to her desk. The bottom edge of her buttocks came into view as her skirt whipped back and forth.Letti. How the length of my hot prick disappeared between those luscious lips of hers. Oh fuck, hello Mr. leakage! I tried to ignore the dampness of my boxers, which were kindly clinging onto the end of my dripping cock. “Well she doesn’t take after me!” I grinned, trying hard not to burn my fingers whilst retrieving my almost charcoaled bagel from the toaster. “Whatever, Dad!” stopped my daughter, rolling her eyes before turning to chat amongst her group of friends. I bit into the bagel. The sound of. ”She sat down on the desk and her skirt slid up showing of her creamy skin. The sun shone in through the windows and lit up her face, making her clear blue eyes sparkle.“Well, I guess I’m not, but I can still write about it.”“What kind of stories are they?”I leaned back in my chair and said, “What do you mean?”“Do you write about straight sex, lesbian sex, gay sex or any other genres?”I was surprised at this since I didn’t think she knew much about erotica.“I guess I write about straight sex,. ” “Just let me ask you this,” he said, ignoring her contention. “Is Micah all right with all of this?” “I had the grain of an idea. Micah added the kernel. So, yes. Micah is with me. Do you want to hear it from him?” “No,” Drew sighed again. “I believe you.” “More progress!” she laughed. “You believe me, you trust me, and you don’t hate me. I’d say you’re damned near in love with me.” “Is that your objective, Melissa? To try to make me love you?” “Mmmm, could be. I know you’ve got a thing for.