"You talk too much. But you look good using your mouth and I have ideas for that!" I glare at you in jest and you throw it back at me. "And I am think...ing of how hot you're going to be when you peel that boring suit off slowly for me, glaring icily like that. That's the look of love, baby." I smile at your cheeky imagination, rubbing my bare legs against yours.Being in glass elevators always makes me feel sluttier. Fortunately, we are alone and I can be. My fingers rush over your body like it's. When?"Cathy asked what was going on, but Kelly held up a finger indicatinghe'd tell her when he was off the phone."As quickly as possible. I will send my assistant, Rhonda, to pick youup. She'll be driving a grey Lexus. She'll be waiting right outside ofyour building, not the main desk."Kelly was just gaining full consciousness. "Ok. Umm.... Can I bring mywife?" I'd rather you didn't, Ms Powell. If we go ahead with this, you mayneed your wife to organize things on that end for you." What. I hold your wrists with one hand and kick your feet apart with my boot. I run my nails along your back, leaving light red marks from your neck to your ass. You move ever so slightly beneath my fingertips. I hear you breathe out heavily when I slide a finger into your waiting cunt. I add a second and slip easily within you. I move inside you slowly at first, increasing at times before leaving you to ask for more. I tease you this way for a long while, alternating between fast and slow movements. ... "I need to get my act together and relax", I thought to myself. The lights of a distant pub grew larger as we approached. Rachel slowed and turned into the car park and slotted into a space close to the pub door. Switching off the ignition the drops of rain could be heard on the car roof and soon the outside world became a blur. I was beginning to feel nervous. Rachel retrieved her handbag from the back seat and with her sun visor pulled down she checked her makeup. Was it my imagination or.