The first slaps were slow but hard. With each new slap he picked up speed until I was squirming and fighting to get away. I could feel him smile; thi... is what he liked. Ass stinging and red, pussy wet and quivering he set me on my feet, and began the ritual of blindfolding me, positioning me on the bed and tying me up.Hands behind my back this time. He was feeling sadistic. I couldn't hear a sound. I couldn't feel the heat of his body and the anticipation was almost too much.I felt a. And people will come in on Monday and wonder why the conference room –ah!— smells like –ah!— sex.”“We’ll have to be careful not to leave any DNA around, though.”“Don’t make me laugh like that. I’m getting close.”“Me too…”“A-and I’m afraid that’s as close as either of you is going to get. Stop that and pull up your pants. Keep your hands where I can see them.”“Ah, shit. Look, officer, what are you even doing here? We can’t be seen from outside, and I know the company doesn’t have on-site. I was wearing eyeliner from the night before, I think,and lip gloss that tasted like vanilla extract. When my skin is darkI don’t wear as much makeup.I stood facing the door and I felt him grip my arm. I don’t rememberif I turned around or if he turned me around, but he pulled my arm sohard that for an instant I thought he dislocated it.I like pain.He was kissing me hard. I closed my eyes and kissed back hard,letting my body press into his and I felt his hands tighten around. So I slid down off the couch so my head was at his waist level and subtly turned around. I could see one of his giant, hairy, sweaty balls hanging down, just in view. I couldn't help getting a boner at this point. We have been friends for as long as I could remember, so we both used to take baths together as kids, and so we knew that we were both uncircumcised. I do remember his cock being particularly pale and thick and I wanted to be sure that it still was. I sat there just out of his sight.