She wasn’t watching me. No way would anyone pretend to sleep through that. But a thought had come into my head along the way, and I knew I wouldn’...t be able to stop myself. I can’t! I can’t do it! But I had to. It was a compulsion. I slid off the chair and crawled to her side on my knees. I won’t touch her, I told myself. That had been my mistake last time. I just want to know what she smells like. I crept closer, until my face was hovering just over her lap. I could see every detail. Her little. Nothing was going the right way ever since she walked in on her boyfriend fucking one of her subordinates in her office. Now she was sitting in her office and dying of heat – the bloody air conditioner wasn’t working again. She moved in her chair and inched her skirt up a little higher opening another button on her shirt. It was lunch time and there was no one in the office except for her- she was in the office because she had to deal with another mistake her new private had made. She was an HR. Mostly when it was my turn standing by the balcony rail, legs apart and leaning against the railing trying to keep my legs from bucking while she was licking and fingering all my sensitive bits, I’d just look around at everyone below, eyeing off couples or other hot people, seeing young and older k**s running and playing around, trying hard not to let my knees buckle like jelly under me. Every now and then I’d catch someone’s eye or see someone looking my way and I’d smile and act normal until. Bess could not understand it, this had never happened to her before and she wasn’t sure she liked it, oh she loved the climax, it was her best ever, but to be alone and without touching herself made her scared. In fact she was so scared by this event that she decided to contact the family doctor, to see it was normal. Finally at four am she managed to drop off to sleep and found herself wide awake again at eight am; her normal time to get up. She waited until her family GP’s surgery opened and.