.... “No. I am serious… You are a man, and I value your opinion.. And don’t worry, I’m not reporting you to HR…. Unless… You say I am as... ugly as sin.” then chuckled.“Mary.. I think you are very attractive. And, if I can be so bold, Sexy. Why do you ask?”She let that question hang for a moment or two. “I just value your opinion. Couple that with how my husband makes me feel, and that I have never been hit on, either at work or out somewhere.”I chuckled. “Mary… No man at work is going to hit. ”“I suppose you will want to trim the ‘green’ around the hole, too,” she said, laughing.“Get a loin mower to do some loin maintenance,” I said, playing along.“That’s so bad!” she said. “Now concentrate on the game, and the hole!”She rode me faster, leaning over and holding me down with her hands on my shoulders. I could hear the sexy sounds of her wet cunt sliding up and down on my prick, pumping me. Her tight muscles were squeezing my shaft, trying to milk my come out of my balls and into her.. “You should have seen her eyes when she saw it,” Felix says. “Wake her up by rubbing her pussy. That ought to get her good and going.”Steven grins. Reaching down, he strokes his hand along the inside of Tabitha’s thigh, not rushing but just stroking steadily toward that sensitive juncture between her legs. His hand closes over her and he rubs gently. “Slight problem, man” he murmurs.“What’s that?” Felix asks.“She’s not waking up and she’s rubbing herself against my hand,” Steven points out. She had lied to me, plain and simple. “I have to go,” I said dryly and turned to leave. Her hand shot up and grabbed mine. “Don’t! It is not what it…” she started. “Oh, come on! I am not an idiot,” I cried out, and harshly pulled my hand free. Jessica dropped on the sideboard, nearly falling off the bed. Her left foot hit the floor. The scream that ensued nearly pierced my ear-drums. Her face contorted with pain, and her eyes bulged grotesquely. She was clutching her ankle, trembling.