"Fuck off David, give me a break will you??" Sara says to him angrily. "tsk tsk, I don't really like the tone of your voice slut, so you better be car...ful what you say...You are the office slut now, that means EVERYONE in the office" David says smiling, as he reaches and takes one of Sara's tits out of her shirt and starts pinching her nipples roughly, as she helplessly looks up at him. He takes his cock out of his pants, smiling and says "now get to work slut". Sara leans forward and. Itwas my1 own stupid fault and it had almost ruined my life. Dressing upin my own privacy was one thing, my wife finding out, another, but wehad worked through that with my feelings of embarrassment andfoolishness. I had promised to stop doing it but then after a while whenthe dust had settled that beastly yearning had taken me back to my oldways. The thing that had really got stupid, however, was the damninternet and my foolishness in going into that chat room whilst dressedand feeling. "Your sex life is so accessible, people expect every media figure to fuck on camera. Of course, nobody can get your ratings. What was your last get-together? Four women! 'It's a powerless grav-plate, Mr. Director. Can we spend the weekend in your bed?' I wish I knew you were that easy to get into bed when I was your Watcher." It makes people feel better to see..." Please!" As I remember, your last visit to the Institute put two Positives in..." So why did you ask me over?" she said, cutting me. “Let’s get you undressed first.” She giggled as she teased him with the next strawberry, touching the tip of his nose with it, before dropping it into his mouth. The berry melted with flavor and juices in his mouth.“Now your shoes and socks, Amit.” He quickly obliged and consumed the next berry. “Now the moment I have been waiting for.” She reached up and began to unbuckle the belt of his pants. She unfastened his pants and guided the zipper down. She pushed both hands into the front of his.