" she crooned.The outcome was inevitable and my aching balls were soon in spasm as I delivered my night's accumulated load onto her tongue."See you la...er," she smiled as she ushered me out._What I did see later was a guy from accounts slipping into Norkie's office soon after, followed by another guy from the Marketing department around coffee time. This would have been unusual, our IT didn't get visitors from these areas, we went to them or dealt it on line. I was suspicious that I wasn't the. Nisha was still not convinced and did not want to hurt my feelings. I told her that as long as she was my wife I was more than happy for her to be with someone like Russell. Nisha admitted to me later that evening that the orgasm was amazing. I asked if she wanted to see Russell again to which she said that she shouldn’t. I told her, “Nisha I think you should. I really want you to. It’s also best for you to experience someone as good as Russell.” Nisha mentioned that things could even more. Her pussy had a dark complexion and smelled red wine. It was cleanly shaven. I poured some more wine. I alternated between flipping my tongue on her pussy lip to gently sucking it and licking it. I made sure not to hurt her with my teeth. By now, she was tightly holding my head and pulling my hair.I decided to increase the pleasure for her. While I was licking her pussy I moved my hands towards her breasts and gently circled her nipples. I was lost in her, where I was licking her pussy and. It only took a moment, then people were running for the pieces we needed. You have seen the pictures. That was my idea.I have referred at length to Francine and Sheila. Both of them were accomplished and acknowledged in their own areas. Christine was a nineteen-year-old greasy spoon waitress, recently hired as a personal assistant. She rarely spoke. When she did, it is usually a sentence fragment or a name. It should tell you something that Christine dominated the most memorable part of the.