Why aren’t the hand movements working?”“Oh, I’m sorry James. I’m just sooo overworked right now. Maybe if I could possibly redevelop a newer...core hardware platform, I could keep up with all the work you have me doing.”James smelled a rat the moment he heard this. He had checked in with Skay after the last upgrade and was assured by him that Jasmine now had enough processing power to run everything she’d already been doing a million times over. He even let slip that she didn’t even need the last. I open his door without knocking and stroll in. "Hi Rog," I say, amused to see him buried in typing. He's another one who much preferred the old days.I sashay around in front of him, striking sexy and provocative poses in my skimpy sun dress. I'm rewarded with the look on his face as he ogles me. His longing is plain to see. He's drooling like a hungry dog being tantalised with a juicy bone, dangled just out of reach by its cruel owner.I lean over his desk to talk to him and he gets a great. Mr. Stone's cock starts to ooze a small drop of pre-cum, as he continues playing with himself. Watching her every move, his eyes narrow with a bit of intensity, watching Jen show herself off to him. He never imagined this would be the result of driving to her house. Rubbing her wet tits a bit, before letting her hand wander down to her bikini bottom. Jen spreads her legs a little, as her finger slides over the wet transparent green fabric covering her pussy. “Oh this bikini is small, surely you. It seemed to me that all the couples were meeting as though for the first time, but like myself, they all knew what awaited them at the end of the evening. My pussy juices flowed as I thought about that point in time when Len would take me somewhere and fuck me, it was more of a thrill than I had thought it would be just thinking of what was to come and I hoped that the reality was not going to be a let down. Len came back with our drinks and in an intimate, anticipatory silence we sipped at.