"Ah so you have finally arrived" Amber said as she showed Cheryl into her house, the girl from her class was no stranger here, she had been at the hou...e before on several occasions. Amber closed the door as Cheryl went into the living room and stood waiting for her teacher."Sorry I'm late Miss, I had to help my mum clean out the rubbish before I could get changed and then she" Amber cut her off with a raised hand, stopping Cheryl mid sentence."I don't care about your excuses Cheryl, now you. "Jason giggled again. "You know full fuckin' well what I mean... don't make me say it!" Go on, just say it," I insisted. "Whatever you want to ask, just ask it!" Okay. Which one gets to... I can't say it, lads, it's too rude!" We're not easily offended, Jason," Ricky chuckled. "Just come out with it – words of one syllable, mate!" Alright," Jason said, still chortling at how much we were teasing him. "If you're really sure you won't take offence..."We both nodded, eager to hear how he was going. Riding his legs like this she could feel him twitch, his whole body reacting to just her finger tips and the sexual power she felt, intoxicated her like no drink could. Before she would let him be, she could resist placing a well-aimed slap on his balls, not overly hard but with the right force to watch his face contort for just in instant. She knew he enjoyed it, and she was happy to oblige his needs, as he was to hers. Stretching out over him she laid full length on his body, feeling her hard. A lot. On top of that, Brownlee had to watch as I personally pinned the bars of rank upon the new Supervisor of the Data Division, one Myron Milton. The Supervisor bar was like a Warrant Officer in the Army: silver with three black squares inside it. This promotion might normally been Cindy’s task as Myron’s immediate chain-of-command boss, but Myron asked if I would do it personally, and of course I was happy to pull rank and do so. And there were other reasons, as well… Curiously, Myron’s.