‘Because, you’ll get to do whatever you want with me.’ ‘Don’t I get to do what I want normally?’ His lips trail on the base of her neck as... a finger strokes her thigh. ‘Of course not.’ ‘Oh really?’ He says skeptically, raising an eyebrow slightly as his body hovers over hers. She nods, verifying what she had just said. ‘Yeah because then, I am to busy doing what I want to do.’ ‘And you don’t consider this what you want to do?’ He questions, mocking her. She looks off to the side guiltily. ‘Okay.. When I reach your body you place your hands behind you and lean back. I run a hand along your soft skin, from your breasts, down your side, to your pussy. I run my fingers between the folds. I kneel down, my mouth is level with the tables edge. You slide forward until your pussy is an easy reach away from my face. I begin to probe at your entrance with my tongue. I pull back the folds of your pussy with my fingers, and slip my tongue inside. I can taste your awakening desire. I begin to fuck. She had decided that they wereto be her next 'project'.The club was known far and wide for its no-holds-barred nights ofdebauchery."What? No hugs and kisses for your favorite Mistress, Simon? I'm hurt!" Melissa moaned in mock disappointment, but loud enough for anyone close byto hear.Simon looked embarrassed and Linda giggled a bit at his discomfort inbeing singled out and so publicly chastised. He looked up into Melissa'seyes. He had no choice but to look up. Melissa was perched high. Have a great evening, guys.” They echoed good wishes to her and we headed to the front. In our office, she stripped off the coverall and slipped her dress back on and changed shoes. I enjoyed the view. She said, “Let me run into the bathroom and wash my hands and we will go.” We were meeting Stan and Irene for supper. We would celebrate our new house and their promotions. Stan had taken the lieutenant’s test and passed while Irene had taken and passed the sergeant’s test.She was quick and we.