I gathered my things, went to my car, and was gone. It was a mainly uneventful drive to work, save for a speeder trying to evade a cop. I’d seen suc... things most everyday so I wasn’t really interested. I flipped through the radio stations and found some nice, calm music which I used to meditate with. I thought about that woman I had seen. Who was she? And more importantly, why was she in my head, and how? Again, my thoughts were interrupted when I saw the get off for my office. I pulled in. He would know as soon as he saw her sitting there and made eye contact that she had done as he asked. Sharing this secret, having this silent look of understanding in a busy airport, and both sharing at that moment the thoughts of what she had already done today. She imagined how naked she would feel aware of her bare hot pussy beneath her skirt, and its growing dampness. Her braless breasts pushing her nipples against her top. As he walked towards her for a kiss hello she would imagine feeling. Well, not the chase, but being able to leave. My nudity was at the forefront of my mind as I thought about other people being home.Silently, I opened the door. Sure enough, I smelled a bit of dust and moister. The door to the basement. I stepped in and it was dark. Some light came in from the small windows you find at the top of the walls of most basements. Or so it appeared. I didn't actually see the windows, yet. I shut the door. The stairwell was really dark, but I didn't want to do anything. Lucas began flicking his tongue faster, running it up to her clit and back down again. He twirled it in hazy swirls over her aching hole, then flicked it sharply over her sensitive spot, building up a delicious pattern. He could hear her moans begin to increase as he continued licking her faster and harder. Christina's pussy was now dripping wet as Lucas continued lapping it at a feverish pace. He ran his tongue over her hot spot one last time. Without warning, Christina's moans reached an.