At one point he just stop lifted me up on to the coffee table and started eating me out. i was soaking wet before he even started. I tried my best n...t to cum be that man had skill. he knew how to work my clit. i licked and sucked and bit i was cuming. he looked up at me a smiled and went back down on me. this time fingering me two in my dripping wet pussy and two in my ass. I got off almost right away. I remember screaming and shaking. chris just kept going. It was just one orgsam. We love each other and nothing would happen. You wouldn’t tell anybody and I wouldn’t either. But I’d get to see how it feels.”“You want to show your ... body ... to a guy?” My eyebrows rose.“Have you ever shown a girl your dick?” she asked.“Of course not,” I said, jerking at both the thought and her casual usage of “dick.”“Okay, have you ever wanted a girl to see it?”“I don’t think so,” I said. “That’s how you get slapped and your parents get called.”“Wouldn’t you like to find out if a girl. That was pretty much the case on this night, just me at a table, one old guy with his head down on the bar and a waitress who was focused on reruns of an old game show. As I sat there thinking that I should finish my wine and head home, a couple of young guys walked in. They looked about college age and both were all prepped out in khakis and polo shirts. One looked like he probably played football, very broad chested with tight, thick biceps and the other was a bit taller but on the skinny. "You're going to be helping me out today," said Mr. Walker. "Not justas a maid but as a secretary. After all, that's the costume that gotyou into this mess," he laughed.Fifi did not smile. He just curtsied, said "Yes, Mr. Walker," and satin the chair his boss pointed to, to the side of the large wooden desk.Mr. Walker sat behind the desk. For the next three hours or so Fifi didsecretarial work. Knowing the business, he was very efficient. Theconversation was quite professional, although Mr..