My pulse quickened. He told me he had spent a great time with me.I answered that me too, locking my eyes with him. Suddenly he leaned in and kissed me... Then I allowed his embrace to envelope me. I kissed him back, tasting his tongue in my mouth.Soon his hands began to caress my smooth nylon clad thighs. I began to feel some nice warmth spreading though my crotch.My Boss ran his hand from my thigh up to the hem of my skirt. I opened my legs just slightly, breathing heavily. Then he slid his hand. Always on her back, lights off, silent and straight in the shower after he’d bolted his load into the jonny she’d make him wear-as if him so much as touching her in a sexual way had to be washed off. She used to turn him on but she’d changed – all she cared about was money and had become so self absorbed. If it wasn’t for their daughter he’d be long gone. This time he had a whole week to do as he pleased as his wife and daughter were on a ski holiday he had not fancied at all, besides, he had. Damn. I am thinking about you again. I can already feel myself getting wet. I sigh, put out my smoke and head for bed. I hop in bed and pile 5 blankets on top of myself. I close my eyes and let my hands wander. I run my hands over my small b cup breasts, pausing to press my nipples, they immediately perk up. My fingers find the zipper and slowly unzip my pajamas all the way down to my bare pussy. I never wear underwear to bed. I slip my fingers between my pussy lips. I'm already so wet. I. ”He opened his mouth, but no words came out.“I know. I know. It’s soo awkward, but I really want to win that money. So, do you think you could help me out? Pretty please?”He couldn’t resist her. Those big, expressive eyes, the flush in her cheeks, and the playful lilt in her voice was too much. “I can try,” he answered.“So, what do you think?”I think I just graduated to the King of the Friendzone. Concentrate. Pretend it’s any other movie, he thought, despite knowing it was anything but. “Do.