”After another minute, she asked, “I know you want another mother to suckle at, but my breasts, are they too small?”“No, they’re beautiful. ...hey’re firm and perfect.”“Then play with them, dammit!”I laughed and reached up, and she continued, “You like fucking Melissa’s. Do mine tempt you?”“God yes.”“Someday then. Not tonight.”A minute later she asked, “Do my boyish hips turn you on?”“Boyish? Don’t bullshit.”“I mean compared to your lady love. So many men think I’m too scrawny and have a flat. I told her that even though she bro-zoned me, I know that she wants to hook up with me since we are so close to each other at work. I told her that I had noticed her hairy armpits a number of times and that I fantasized having a closer look at them. Hearing this, Tasnim was really shocked and didn’t know what to say; she got up and moved away from me and asked me to stop whatever I was saying. I went up to the table and got the dildo and showed it to her and I asked her if she used this to. Then when I did get to talk to someone, it was a subordinate who said he would have to check with Coston, almost every time I asked a question. When I insisted on talking with Coston, this guy kept telling me Coston was in a meeting."I finally just walked out, only to find Coston with his feet propped up on a desk talking to a gorgeous blond while she sat at her computer. It didn't look like a conference to me; it looked like a makeout session. He didn't even have the courtesy to acknowledge my. After we finished the bottle I was getting weepy. Mymarriage was in a rough spot, I was tired and drunk, andI just needed a shoulder to cry on. I spilled out all myfeelings, cried a bit, and leaned against her. She washolding me and telling me things would work out.Lyssa got me out of the tub, helped me dry off, andwalked me back to the bedroom. She was so kind, sogentle, and I just needed that so badly that I startedcrying all over again.She pulled back the bed covers and had me get in and.