I do not believe either of us thought about it, but fifteen minutes later we were kissing passionately, and I was sliding her nightshirt off. It took ...a bright lightning flash as we were kneeling on the bed in panties and kissing to bring us to our senses."Oh god, Rebecca," Monique said as she realized what was happening. "I'm sorry."I looked at her for a moment and whispered. "Me too, but not for kissing you.I'm sorry that I cost you Jason. I'm sorry that you have to put up with me. I've done. He asked me if we could watch some porn.As I knilt down on my knees and elbows, with my little bottom in front of him,As I told him,I don't watch that stuff, but I don't mind, what do you want to watch?Right when I grabbed the mouse,I felt one of his hands running up and down my little bottom, and I pushed back against his hand, I heard him say,You are so fucking sexy all dressed up.I said, "Thanks" back to him still trying to be quiet.I just picked some random femboy video and hit play,I. Arousing I find our quarrels.” He had stepped even closer, leaning into her ear as he spoke. She froze, her back stiffening as she sucked in her breath at his words. The timbre of his voice had dropped an octave and he was oh, so close to her now. She shouldn’t be feeling this way. This man infuriated her at every turn and had since his first day at the Post Office two months ago. He was the bane of her existence, infuriating and intractable. He was impossible to work with, withheld. It’s obvious by the way you grab my ass and knead it and the way I wrap my legs around your waist as you lift me up and push me against my door. The lust for each other making us wild; you rip my low cut shirt over my head and squeeze your hands on my breasts, pulling them out of my red, lacy bra. I push my hands through your hair and arch my back as you suck on my nipple. You squeeze and pinch the other, making each one point up, hard. You place your hands back on my ass, carrying me to my.