Each time I near your sex, I can feel its heat… burning with desire, but I only graze it with my hands, teasing your pussy…I run both hands up you..., one on each leg, and my thumbs slide over your pussy as my hands continue up.I am again rubbing your bottom. With one hand, I hold your ass cheeks apart, with the other I upend the bottle a bit to allow the warm oil to pour directly on your asshole. You arch to meet the flow, anxious, trembling with that anticipation.I rub my hand over your. To send or not to send, that was the question. After hours of deliberate planning and consideration followed by more hours of writing, erasing and re-writing the text, I had finally settled on what to send. Hey…. I think I put Shakespeare to shame with that one. A more articulate greeting I had never seen. But that still didn’t solve my dilemma of actually sending it. My thumb had been hovering over the send button for five minutes now as I fought tooth and nail with my demons. Finally I. ....I was under magicalwand i think so(yeh!his cock is a magic wand).... as soon as i saw his cock...i couldnt control my self....i just kneeled b4 him and caught hold of his cock....this all happen in fraction of second.... I pushed him to wall...and started sucking his cock...Ram stood astonished i think so....but he never touched me..that gave me more courage that his is harmless and started licking his cock....as i suck it...i could here him moaning....aahhha...mammm.....that elevated. Though I could make out that she was attracted to me. She would giggle and bend her head when I spoke to her; or she would move her hands up to make a pony in front of me. And when she did such gestures, she would show me her tits from the side, or her clean shaven armpits.I began to shave more often and went to the gym regularly. Though I had sex with her in my dreams, still I would maintain dignity in the workplace. But through the day, sex thoughts drilled into my mind and I made silly.