”Once finished I sat next to Todd close enough that our shoulders were rubbing. As I read over his papers Todd was intently looking down my blouse. ...I caught him a few times and just smiled leaning closer. I showed him a few errors and put my hand on his thigh. He squirmed in his chair trying to adjust the growing buldge in his pants.I finished his papers with Todd still starring at my tits and my hand on his thigh. “Can you help me take these boxes to the supply room?” I asked Todd.“Of course,”. She simply lay down with the cushion beneath her head, her legs open and a look of intense desire on her face. I slowly unfastened by belt, not taking my eyes from her for a moment and dropped my trousers to the floor. My prick thrust out the front of my briefs, aching to be free. I drew my briefs down quickly and stooped to step free of my last clothes. We were both totally naked. My breathing was shallow with passion. I took one last look at her lying there and knelt between her open legs.. I was about to wrap my lips around his cock when he pushed my head away and hand held it for a second. He proceeded to kick off his shoes, and remove his pants and briefs so I reached over and helped. He reached down and pulled my shirt over my head then slid his hand down the back of my pants. His fingers soon found my ass and he groped it and pushed a finger tip at my tight hole."Take off your pants." he commanded.I stood and shyly removed my pants revealing my now throbbing six inches,. ‘To let her know that I haven’t forgotten, and that the next time she fucks up may be the last.’ For the last hour, I had been admiring the way Jazz looked in that black dress, and surreptitiously checking out her tits – sometimes when she wasn’t looking, and sometimes when she was. At this particular moment, though, I was reminded that she truly was an Amazon. Not the stock fantasy subject, the hot chick with the metal brassiere and the bare midriff, but the real thing – the warrior woman who.