He reached across his desk to grab a clipped set of pages and perched himself on the front corner, nearest to Juliette, laying them out for her to loo... at. She seemed to pause for a moment, looking at him. Then, instead of picking the briefing report up, she put her bag down and leant over the desk to take a closer look. As she read the top page and then flipped to the second, she rested her elbows on the desk in front of him. Her back naturally arched, leaving her beautiful arse almost. I just sat and watched her drive. Her glorious red hair reaching almost to her shoulders, the profile of her pert, little nose as she kept her eyes on the road, the swell of her breasts stretching the fabric of her blouse, all combined to remind me what I had been missing for the week I had been gone.When we got onto the expressway traffic was heavy, but moving smoothly. I slid over closer to her and put my hand on her right knee. Traffic was too heavy to use cruise control so she had to keep. For how much longer, he wasn’t sure. Her hands lowered to his hips then to the muscled indention where his torso met his hips as she sat back on her heels. Finally, she raised slightly and swiftly licked the tip of the shiny dripping head. Peter’s shoulders rolled with the sensation and the tension of not moving to make contact. Maria took mercy on him and engulfed the sensitive head in her warm moist mouth. His hands moved to lightly stroke her hair. He wanted to grab her head and force. There are other places where I had, and maybe still, planed to make love to you all over that house. Actually, sometimes we would be making love, and sometimes we would just be fucking! God, I'm really glad that you are one of the people that not only knows, but also can appreciate the difference between the two. (God, I could really use a little hot fucking right now.) Yeah, I've been looking at your pictures again. There's not only the deck, but also a screened in patio, a full basement,.