We lay down on her bed and chatted.We spoke about growing up together,and boys we fancied,and what we did with who.She got more beers,and more beers,a...s the conversation got dirtier and dirtier. Fuck she said,I’m gonna get my dildo out if you ever go to bed on the sofa. I called her a dirty bitch and asked her if she really had a dildo.Sure she said,the bottom drawer is full of them.I immediately turned on the bed and reached for the drawer.No she shrieked and literally jumped on me.I could feel. Stuttering a welcome, I asked her inside, and we started chatting like old buddies. How was V, how was Amber, where was she travelling; all that stuff.After a simple meal knocked up by me and downing a couple of glasses of wine, she said she was rather jetlagged and needed sleep. She looked puzzled when I took her to my spare room, which I put down to her lack of knowledge of the layout.“See you in the morning!” we both said at the same time and went our separate ways to bed.History slightly. Yeah, in a perfect world, that would be my dream job, but alas, no fairy godmother anywhere in my near future. Why do you ask?’ ‘Well, no reason really but do you have a ball gown and glass slippers, Cinderella?’ Dave smirked. ‘You know Dave, I told you to lay off the thinners, it is slowly eroding what little brain cells you have left.’ I replied. ‘Tsk, tsk, my little dominatrix bitch boss from hell, you know you should not sexually excite your employees by all that nasty talk. I might just. " I sheepishly made my way over to him. I got down on the ground and had to reach up take off his shorts. My mouth watered at the thick sausage that plopped out. He was sporting an epic cock and he let out a laugh as he saw my eyes widen. I moved in to stroke it, the fucker was heavy to pick up! He liked me touching him, he let out a moan of pleasure, it seems the "real" girls were too scared of what they saw and he was very greatful for someone who was less intimidated. I worked his stiffening.