Slowly at first, he began to thrust, causing me to gag slightly. I removed his cock from my mouth and leant over the sinks. Looking over my shoulder I... saw him fish a condom out of his pocket. “I’m clean,” I told him before he opened it. He grinned at me and dropped it. He knelt down behind me and I felt his tongue against my sphincter. When I moaned, he used one finger and slid in through my anus. I leaned my head back and began to beat my hardening cock. Dougie grabbed my hand and motioned. I was lucky to be in Monaco when the Direktor was there, and it just so happened he liked me and offered me the job. But we aren't here to discuss Monkshood." I really had been in Monaco when I dreamed up the Herr Direktor fiction. I thought at the time that it would camouflage my real role in Monkshood. Since then I have masqueraded as an employee, a trouble-shooter, and decision-maker with open-ended discretionary powers."So what's all this urgency about?" I'm in trouble, very serious. . well if looks could kill! It was anuncomfortable silence."May I please speak with Trish" I said, trying to ignore the gawking look fromthe receptionist."She's back in her office, one moment please." With a giggle she was off intothe back, but not before another look and my bust and scowl.The receptionist came back with a lady I assumed was Trish. Mid thirties, slimbuild, almost athletic, quite pretty. Not surprisingly she was very well dressedand had beautiful makeup and well styled hair. She. I pictured what my boyfriend would be like. What he would look like, what he would wear. He was tall, handsome, with long strands of hair that dangled in front of his eyes. He was strong, muscular ... He would hold me in my arms and love me. We would go on long romantic dates, walks in the park, horse and carriage rides. He would buy me flowers and pretty jewelry and take me to fancy restaurants for dinner."I always thought that someday ... someday I would meet him."I met a lot of guys. Some of.