Her panties came up and she gave me little goodbye kiss on the cheek with a “Have a good weekend!”I sat there for a while with my still firm dick ...n my hand. Wow! Needless to say I jacked off over the weekend thinking of what had happened and what that delightful pussy was probably doing.So, every work day at 2pm we had a “tea and me” time. Sometimes she was bent over the desk, sometimes she sat up on the desk and I got to taste her cunny first, and sometimes she rode me as I sat in a chair.. Every time I sucked her boobs, she let out a grunt. Every time I pinched her nipples, she’s like “oh yeah, do it harder”.I love when women react and respond while they’re being pleasured.She couldn’t wait anymore.She knelt down and took my dick in her hand. First a gentle kiss and lick on the head and then the entire dick in her mouth.She is a massive pro at blowing and kept at it. It was licking the head – stroke the dick in mouth – deepthroat routine for almost 10-15mins.While she was busy. She wouldn't wear the outfit I would pick if she wasn't drunk before I got her dressed. This part I would have to work on. Plus, she didn't like to drink very often so I figure an adventure like this once a month would be very reasonable. So this gave me about 30 days to buy everything and set the next session up.About a week had gone by and I had all the things needed. I bought her a very short skirt, nice high heels with about a 4-inch heel. Some black fishnets that were very sheer. And I. Daveis at the table in his work overalls, sipping coffee and reading theGuardian. He's several years younger than Kerrie, and has both theappearance and attitude of someone who hasn't quite given up on the hippymovement."Hello Ruth," he says brightly, warmth pouring from his soft brown eyes."Hello there," I reply with due diffidence.I may have a libido that shows as much sign of life as a plague pit, buteven to me it's obvious what Kerrie sees in him. When I ignore thesomewhat inconvenient fact.