She was not actually bad looking or anything, and would be sexy looking in a different set of clothes, but she was totally straight. Sometimes David w...ndered if she even had sex with her husband, they were married for seven years, and still had no children. Then again, she was only 29, only a couple of years older than him. Why rush!Still, seeing an orgasm in her very expressionate eyes would be amazing.“Enough of that,” he thought. “She is my receptionist!”Back in the office, Stefano’s mind. Miles opened the door and handed Richard the key. The room was very large, dwarfing the one on her nightmare cruise. There was a large sliding glass door leading to a veranda that had two adjustable deck chairs and a table. She saw three televisions. There were two in the front room and a large flat screen on the bedroom wall. Each TV had a VCR and a DVD player. There was a large bookcase that contained many classics, videotapes and DVDs. When Linda was checking some of the titles, Miles said,. And I fucked up.I didn't mean to break that rule, ever. Sure, I've been getting really frustrated during lockdown about not having sex with other guys. But Harry was fucking me (most days, actually). And my online friends here inspired me to use fingers and toys on a lot of occasions. So I was getting by.So it wasn't planned. Then one day there was the doorbell, the Tesco van was outside. I was demurely dressed, jeans and tshirt, just ready to grab the shopping and move it to the kitchen, then. Emma's long black curls fell around her shoulders as she taunted me, biting softly into the fruit, nibbling at it and licking it now and then. She laughed as my need for her became evident. And she smiled when I stood from my chair, walked to the other side of the table and leaned down to kiss her. My lips met with hers in a frenzy of pent-up passion and I thrusted my tongue into the recesses of her warm mouth, questing within her for more and more.I pulled her into me, wrapping my legs around.