He pushed her thighs apart and now his fingers pulled aside the thin Lycra fabric that kept her from him, and she felt a breeze brush that part of her... and knew that she was now almost naked to him. His thumb touched the soft, slippery spot that was waiting for his touch, and now, nothing impeded the sensations that streamed through her from head to toe. Her body leapt as the tension built higher and higher, desire and delight like two perfectly matched horses taking her to her destination.. She would definitely remember it for the rest of her life. The only thing in question was whether it would end up being a good or bad memory.The next day was Saturday, so Angela didn't have to go to work. After a liesurely brunch she decided to get the tire taken care of. It wasn't until she was walking in the door of the sales area of the feed mill that it occurred her that her secret might not be a secret any more. She was fully aware that men liked to brag about their conquests, particularly. " I replied feeling my surprise gradually turning to excitement."Can we have an early dinner then?" he asked with a cheeky grin.Nodding I rose and almost in a dream headed out to the kitchen, while I cooked my mind was circling round and round what was to come later. Gradually I recovered my composure, or most of it anyway, until by the time the meal was almost ready I felt more excited than nervous. Then I almost staggered as my nerves returned full force with the sudden realisation of just. He did look at me a little strangely but agreed. We made out way to my office, passing a few other offices from which muffled groans and yelps could be heard, but by common consent no one interrupted on this day. I’d always found it disgusting, but as long as no one tried to inveigle me I went along with the tradition. We passed through Tessa’s office into mine. I sat on the edge of the desk and tried to look seductive. ‘What are the papers,’ he asked. That was my cue to turn up the heat, and.