Shekissed me on the lips, indicating possession, and for once, I wasreally glad of the physical contact.The evening continued on its unsatisfactory co...rse. Donna's rescue ofme did not entirely remove the tension between us, but I was now waryof trying to dispel my gloom on the dance floor. For the next hour orso, I spent most of the time in the bar, but since I was still drinkingmineral water, I was faced with the never-pleasant prospect of being inthe middle of people who were at once. I slowly step into the office and gasp at the beautiful, large and spacious room. The opulent yet simple office resembles something out of a top-notch lawyer’s office or high-level marketing agency here in Manhattan. The walls are an eggshell white and the two tall and wide bookshelves are filled to the brim with books. Sophie’s large, cherry red executive desk rests right in front of the large, intoxicating view of Midtown Manhattan; I'm compelled to walk over to take in the beautiful sight of. Even the questionable writing and lack of storyline didn’t matter when the action started.I entertained myself with this text for a while and then saved it in my porn folder. You know, the one which everyone has on their computer even though they pretend they don’t. Yet I had to wonder who the hell had sent me this and why? I could only think the author who had been trying to submit it somewhere and had mistyped the address so it ended up into my inbox instead.I decided to respond to the sender. Julia grinned at me from the other side of the wrap-around corner table, just as I felt the touch of something against the crotch of my jeans. It was a foot. Playing it cool, I continued eating, as I looked over the girls faces. Each one was still eating, occasionally glancing at me. I had no idea which girl it was. At this point, I didn't care.This foot was now steadily massaging my cock, through my jeans, and within moments, I could feel my hard-on, pushing back through my jeans.As I took.