It didn't take long, after what had happened tonight, for me to start cumming, shooting my load all over my chest. I quickly cleaned up and fell off i...to a deep sleep dreaming of Doe all night.I thought maybe there would be another time when I could get another look. That never happened but from then on, every chance I got that I would try and look down her shirt ... I would! A few glimpses from time to time since she started wearing looser fitted shirts from then on. Did she know what had. "Meredith nodded but didn't speak. She was silently berating herself for doing what she'd promised herself she would never do. She had failed to consider how Brock might look at her actions – or even how they might affect him.She heard him sigh beside her as they pulled up to the hotel. He paid the cabbie and they got out. The celebration Meredith had been planning for Brock's big game had completely disappeared from her mind.Brock put his arm around Meredith as they boarded the elevator,. I almost came right there. I'm on my knees blindfolded and sucking a big, black cock. A few minutes before that everybody I worked with thought I was just your normal straight 40 something guy. He likes to fuck me on the floor. Before he came in my mouth, he pulled out and directed me to the living room. I'm crawling on my knees feeling around because I can't see. We're both into R&B. He puts some Marvin Gaye on. Let's Get It On. I love to get fucked to that song by him. He has me on all. Do whatever it takes.”“I can’t do that.”“Why not?”“He’s seeing someone.”“Oh hell, Melanie! What a mess.”“I know. I ruined everything. And now even you won’t have sex with me.”“You’re right. Go call Pete. Fix it. The man loves you. He can’t have been seeing anyone for more than six weeks or so. Do it, Melanie.”“I can’t.”“Yes, you can. Now go call him and don’t talk to me until you do. If he blows you off, come back. If he doesn’t, fix it.”“But...”“Melanie Spencer! Do you want to live your life.