Bob got a cup of coffee from the carafe in the coffee maker, and picked up a donut. He'd eaten about half of it when Brad put his pen down and spoke."...You have two weeks of comp time coming," he said."Say what?" Bob stared."Compensation for working that executive assistance gig the other day." Comp time," said Bob. "I've never heard of comp time. Not in this job." That's because there has never been comp time in this job before. The president was happy with the way things went, and he wanted to. Fekete! Yes!”Her lips popped off my nipple. Awe shone in her eyes. “Are you cumming?”“Yes!” I moaned and claimed her mouth. I kissed the reverend's wife with hunger as my body trembled through my rapture.Her tongue danced with mine. She whimpered and groaned against me, her hands kneading my tits as my orgasm hit its peak. I hovered there, floating in wondrous bliss, then sank down into dizzying euphoria.I savored the taste of her mouth while her hand massaged my breasts. I shuddered, her. There were no garments underneath it, and I felt a kind of wickedness about me. “Hey, Sandi, how are you?” A voice came from the woods. I jumped, startled until I realized that it was Duke Peters from down the street. He is a handsome man that stands about 6ft tall, has dark brown, sea blue eye, and a muscular, hard, tanned body. He also had this absolute killer smile that made me melt whenever he was around me. I hadn’t seen him in awhile, but he was a welcome sight tonight. “You scared me to. ‘I’ve really got to get rid of them!’ I grunted to myself in the hall. I had all the time in the world to deal with the S.T.A.R.S. For now, I’d continue my little visit throughout the station. Entering into the next hallway, I passed the statue bust of Mercury and walked down the carpeted stairs. A quick left and I had found myself in the crime lab. Metal chairs and desks, I automatically didn’t like the room. Though it does carry a nice claustrophobic feel to it. I’ve always liked small.