Jasmine had gone from being personal assistant to mistress in less than a year. Incredibly attractive, he flaunted her as a showpiece on his business ...rips. He even got her to flirt with clients, to get better terms. Then one night three months ago he dropped his briefcase in a druken stupor, and it fell open. He passed out on the hotel bed, so she started sorting the papers and placing them back inside, in order. Naturally she read them, and was appalled at what she read. He was bribing. " Nonetheless we ate and drank a bit, he told me i looked beautiful so many times i lost count haha, but when the wine started flowing i flirted right back and could see him get hard. Soon he got up to go to the kitchen and my drunk ass followed him, checking out his bulge the whole time, thinking my horny thoughts haha. when he turned around and saw me right in front of him we locked eyes and i went in for the kiss. He kissed me back, gentle at first but started getting frisky when his hands. It's just that it's not your thing. But I don't eat pickles at breakfast." True, true. Most foods are cultural artifacts." Can we kiss and make up?" Of course. But I'm still concerned about Audie." I presume you didn't see her. Isn't she back?" I'm not sure. We wouldn't have had class together today, anyway. I didn't see Gerry or Gordy either." Did you try to phone any of them?" No. And you're right. After all, when did I last speak to Max? Or you to Sarah?" Have a sandwich." Okay. What have. His cock was wet with a mixture of pre-cum, lubricant and my own saliva. What I loved most about his cock was the big head. How it swells as I suck on it. How it gets wet with crystal drops of his salty, tasty pre-cum.I'm sitting on my knees, with my arms stretched to support my weight. I must look like a Japanese geisha waiting to serve her master as he pours lube into my ass. The view of my (well lubed) round ass right next to his hard throbbing cock (threatening to invade it) must be.