I pulled slightly away and pushed back, taking more. I looked over my shoulder, straining my neck to look at him as much as I could, “Thank you, Ada...m. You are very good at this, very considerate. Tell me …” I was moving smoothly on his cock and he picked up the action, too. “Have you ever … have you …?”He kissed my bare back, then moved my long hair to one side and kissed my neck. “Have I taken a cock myself?” I nodded as we settled into a smooth and comfortable rocking forward and back. “No. I. However, any illusion I had of being greeted as a hero was quickly dissolved. ‘Cooper?! What the fuck?!!’ You weren’t clutching your abdomen. You were clutching a silver sex toy, half of which was plunged inside you. The look on your face was not pain but pleasure. You were lying on the floor of your office masturbating. Your stocking clad legs bent at the knees and your skirt hiked up. Despite the horror I was now feeling at my error I couldn’t help but stare. It was like something from one of. I furrowed my brow. "But, um,..." I can see this is going to be hard, so I'll spell it out. You saidnothing about being a business woman. You wished to be successful with agood paying job." I'm Brandi!" I said, excitedly. It seemed to be appropriate. Iremembered thinking about brandy. Maybe this had something to do with it."Yes, you're Brandi," the genie sounded a little short-tempered. I feltbad. I didn't mean to make her angry. "And Brandi, what do you do for aliving?" Um. I'm a. "He had caught me in word-play and he had caught me also with my emotions. His features were so handsome, but his eyes! His eyes shone from deep pools. Therein all emotions, love, tenderness, honour, laughter and sadness were displayed in equal proportions. I wanted at that moment to wipe that sadness away. Here was something that I had not believed could be true. An aristocrat who treats someone like me with courtesy. He helped me with taking the measurements as being taller than I could.