‘Hi Cynthia! Did you enjoy the movie?’ exclaimed a chuckling voice. Oh my god, she thought, it was Rob, the guy who sells computer equipment to he... company. He lived in another state, but his territory brought him to her building a couple times a month. What was he doing here? ‘Uh, well, hi Rob, maybe I should ask you the same thing!’ she finally replied, her face flush in embarrassment. ‘Well, I won’t be getting home until late, and my wife hasn’t been in the mood much lately, so I figured I. My legs were sheaved in black nylon hold-ups. He gasped and pushed his hand onto my erection, kneading it through the soft material. I leant across and did the same, his panties were rougher material, but it didn’t matter when I lifted the edge and pulled his cock out to one side, wanking it gently as he played with me. Our lips met again, deep passionate kisses. Then he leant across me, dropped his head down and took my cock into his mouth. Ecstasy! His lips and tongue finding my most. I can't resist running my finger through your pussy so I can have a taste. I sigh as I lick my finger. You taste so good. I pull your head back so I can kiss you and share your taste.I pull a chair over and sit in front of you. I have a skirt and sweater on with stay-up stockings, panties - also silk French cut - and a matching bra. Mine are pink today. I hitch my skirt up so you can see what I'm wearing underneath. I just look at you and you know exactly what I want. You always do. You won't. Can't you understand that?" I can understand that it's late and you're upset," he said, giving her a grin that in the past would have buckled her knees. "Let's get to sleep and talk about it after the contest, okay?" Yeah, you go back to sleep," Wendy whispered, then turned toward the door. "I... I can't. I'm going to fix myself some cocoa." That's a good girl," Stan said, lying back down and closing his eyes. "We'll talk tomorrow," he murmured.Wendy walked down the hall and suppressed the wild.