’ Don’t even MENTION this morning’s little scene, he told himself — don’t draw any more attention to it than it had already drawn. ‘I just..., uhm, wanted to show you the coins that Mr Johnson brought me back from his trip to France. Here, this one’s a franc.’ He deliberately held it so she’d have to spin her chair toward him to take it, which she did. ‘And this– oops.’ He dropped the next coin to the floor, then dropped himself to his knees to retrieve it. And to look up her skirt for panties.. I watch her walk away, my cock already rock hard at the thought of getting her into bed, i didnt even know her first name!A long 5 minutes passed, so i went up to the room, the door slightly open.As I push it open she points me to the side of the room and says why not put the wine there. I do, not noticing the bathroom door was shut. I turn to face her and without speaking she undoes her coat.My cock twitches and my eyes stare at her, as I see her stood there in a sheer black bra (nipples. He almost ran into the glass door. Silly old codger Amber thought. Her boots tapped on the tiles as she walked to the elevator. Amber pressed the button to floor 4. As she was about to step in she caught a look at the person who was about to exist. She grabbed his arm, trying not to dig her nails into his arm. The door pinged shut and she caught a brief look in the mirrored wall as he slammed her against the wall. His hand was going up her skirt, she wondered what he would think when he found. He wanked his cock slowly over the mags, occasionally looking at me before asking if i would fetch him some toilet paper, so without thinking about it i went to the bathroom and brought enough paper for 20 people, as i walked back into my bedroom he was still sat there wanking his cock, now i'm straight and i'd only ever seen me wanking myself off in the mirror but for some reason there was a slight interest into what he was doing and although i was'nt hugely turned on i watched with a.