”Carson felt the gravity of his situation as it weighed on him. He was silent for a moment, until he heard Clarissa giggle.“You heard him with th...t girl though, right?” she asked coyly. “How was he?”Carson smiled. “Fucking amazing.” *Maybe Clarissa was right. But Carson couldn’t forget the look in Mr. Armisen’s eye the night he found Carson on the floor outside his hotel room, his erection fully exposed. Maybe it was funny? Maybe they could laugh about it.Before he knew it, Carson found. One Thursday night, after all the other staff had left the floor, they both changed into their “working late” clothes.They usually worked together in Alan’s workshop as Alan had arranged for the piles of cd-roms waiting to be read to be stacked on his workbench. Together, Mia and Alan reviewed disk after disk, cataloguing their files and redirecting them to the server based storage bank.It was almost 9:00 PM and even the cleaning staff had left. Taking a break, they hit the conference room. But my fear of hurting you always got in my way of giving you what you want; she lifted my shirt over my head and pressed against my back. She was naked and I shivered as she rubbed against me.You like the feel of my breasts against your back? Do you love the way they feel. They’re yours. Always have been. I’ve held myself for you. I want you to take it. I want you to fuck me as you always wanted to.I turned around so that I’m facing her and my hand slid up her chest and she moaned as my finger. With my fingers still inside her anal ring, I slipped my pole back into her puss for some homemade lubrication. She was still writhing from her cum when I switched and pushed my penis about halfway into her ass. That was all I could manage as her clenching restricted my progress. Spreading her cheeks myself, as her hands had moved to grip the counter, I started a pumping motion. Although I wasn't making any real progress, it seemed to relax her.Recovering from her latest acme, the blonde.