"Who put that there? It wasn't there a second ago," I said. "Are youmaking fun of me?" I didn't find this funny, not in the least."I don't know wh...at you're talking about," she replied. "Look, if youwant to leave it here that's fine with me; I was just trying to benice," she said as she turned back to her computer."Thanks," I muttered.I looked around as I walked slowly back to my desk, fully expectingsomeone to jump out and laugh at their prank. This had to be a joke,but I didn't know how. Two big naked breasts with big stubby nipples. My cock twitches and grows bigger if that's possible.As she washes my back I quip that if she loses her skirt I will probably cum all over my chest. It's been so long since I've had a fuck. My wife won't jack me off or suck my cock. I hear her giggling. Old people don't have sex. "Look the wife has needle and thread in the top drawer. Take your blouse off and stitch on a new button."Do you have a boyfriend?" I ask as I watch her open the drawer. "What are you wearing underthere?" he asked."She's got on all the right stuff," Carl said."Really, how does it all feel?" Stu asked."What kind of a question is that? I said a bit angry."Keep your voice down, people can hear you," Carl warned. "It's a legitimate question, isn't it? I mean, I can't ask a girl what abra feels like, can I?" Stu said."No, I guess not," I answered."OK then, how does it all feel?" Stu asked again. "Keep your voice down, stupid," Carl said. "If I tell you the truth,. He knew he'd be taking a risk buying the silky, tight nylons for his lover, but his intuition told him Derek was so submissive and such a bottom that he'd like it. And his intuition proved correct, as Derek was subtly writhing in his brand new, sexy stockings.Zane began kissing Derek's calves, firm but not ferocious. He lingered on the calves for some time, slowly working his way up to his boyfriend's thighs. There Zane went wild, feeling Derek's thighs with his fingertips, being driven insane.