They lied down and looked at each other, taking each others clothes off. He pressed his mouth to her nipple, sucking it, licking it and slightly nibbl...ng on it. They hugged, pressing their naked bodies together and smelling each other. She fondled his balls with her hands and he caressed her breasts, kissing them and then kissing her face. He put his fingers into her, feeling her wetness and making her gasp, digging her nails into his back. She felt his tongue on her clitoris, teasing it and. You know, when you can devote more than the afternoon to the job." "Yes, sir," she said brightly, sitting on the edge of her chair and smiling eagerly. "I can do the job, I know it. I've taken business courses at school, I can type and do data entry, I'm good at answering the phone..." "There's more to the secretary's job than office work," he said. It was true, but saying it nagged him. He said, "There's running errands, too. Getting me coffee Generally, you know, taking care of me." "Taking. I told my aunt i had to use the bathroom again, just to go and see if those panties were still there. They were there, but one pair was dry and the other pair was still wet. I shut the door and dropped my jeans and underwear. I pulled the dry panties off the rod and smelled them while rubbing them on my face and I got a instant hardon again. I pulled the wet panties down on wrapped them around my hard cock. It only took 10 seconds or so to shoot a big stream of cum in those wet nylon. Looking into her eyes as those hopes were crushed would make her death far more satisfying.He turned his thoughts to the confrontation the night before. He was faintly irritated with the city and its police force over the matter. He had very publicly exterminated a significant number of policemen, but they had still managed to keep the event relatively quiet. Oh, they hadn't tried to hide the loss of their elite unit, but they had attributed it to a well armed gang hopped up on meth. The truth.