" She takes the spoon out of the bowl and points in each direction asshe summarises the story," said Charlie, reading the stage directionsagain. "She...walks downstage as she speaks and the curtains closebehind her, leaving her alone with the audience." So - London Town." I mimed pointing behind me. "Plague of rats ledby the Big Bad." I pointed to what might have been stage left. "Fairypromises to help." I pointed to the imaginary stage right. "I didn'tknow there were fairies in. I didn't think it could get any better and then I felt him pull the thong out from in between my cheeks and start slowly rubbing his fingers over my hole.I could feel an orgasm building, I had to beg him to stop. 'Please, Daddy, please stop, I'm going to cum soon.' He had no intentions of stopping; well not until he had me right on the edge of the most amazing orgasm and then he stopped.I was panting and breathing extremely heavily. He let my cock slip out of his mouth before picking my legs up. You don’t want to talk to just anyone in a bank. There may be ten ‘personal bankers’ waiting to serve you and another ten tellers but you only want to do business with one person who can make decisions without having to go talk to a supervisor. Big banks have dozens of vice presidents. It doesn’t mean anything except that they are bank officers and can make everyday decisions without getting permission. I was ushered into the office of Vice President Smith. Smith? Really? Is anyone really named. Out of the blue, he leant over and kissed me. I was a little surprised and taken unawares at first as his tongue probed gently against mine. But as I responded, it snaked into my mouth and we began french kissing. We laid down next to each other and continued kissing and caressing each other. I noticed his cock had started to harden in his shorts, making a bulge in the fabric. Gingerly, I reached out a hand and gently began to rub it. He gasped, and kissed me again as his cock stiffened more. I.