Two weeks later It was 12 am and I had lain in bed for the better of three hours and could not sleep. I longed so much for his warm embrace, for his t...uch. You would think sleeping alone was something I was used to by now. I guess it had been three months since we made love for the last time. At any rate, I was longing for release and my body was on fire.I took off my red silk nightie and slipped off my black lace panties. I began moving my hands up and down my body before caressing my breasts.. I could hear zippers being stretched from their erections, and some of the women were crossing and uncrossing their legs in anticipation of having a go at her. Sheila’s nipples got hard and poked at her blouse. After the meeting, Tammy approached me and asked if she was included in the usage of Gina with the winning team. I chuckled and shook my head no. ?Sorry slave but management is not allowed to participate in contests for the employees?. Tammy got a sad look on her face when she was told. Another shiver. A deep intake, a release, and calm once more.Was that... ? I think it was. My body had reacted in a particular way to the sounds, and though I halfheartedly tried to tell myself that it was probably just someone who had fallen asleep on their books, the changes I felt within my pants belied that theory.I became aware of my restlessness, an urge to move, uncovered by another’s private ritual. But to get up and walk around, as if nothing had happened, seemed a violation of that. " she started shaking. "Play with my clit."It was hard. I'm not going to lie. Trying to rub her clit with my free hand while my other hand lifted up her leg. With my penis constantly going in and out. I'm glad what happened next happened.I kept rubbing it. Up. Down. Left. Right. Brittany was moaning, but unfelt she deserved more. I started to rub it in circles. Semi circles, big circles, little circles, all while I gave it to her T-square style. She squeezed her legs together so her lips would.