Rachel left the next day. She was going to be gone for a month. That night after dinner they head back to their room. Nichole goes to take her shower ...and I go over to my desk to do some of my project that I had do.I till think of it to this day. I Looked up and Nichole was walking out nude drying her hair. Her breast was perfect, They were round and perky her areolas was light pink with her nipples were erect. I look down and er stomach was rock. I continued looking she takes the towel and puts. I know that she is nearing her orgasm. My hands reach up to grasp her hips, rolling them back and forth. She picks up the pace as my hands work their way up her sides, kneading her flesh. I can tell she is close, because her skin breaks out in a fresh, thin coat of sweat, as if her pores are releasing their fluids in anticipation of a greater release. This turns me on even more. I reach up to grab her breasts, squeezing them as I feel her pebbly nipples under the palms of. He felt the first stirrings of a hard on. He tried to think of other things, but the more he tried thinking of other things, the more he thought of his cock. Gradually, his dick became firmer and began to rise, until it was contained by the ass pressing down on it. This pressure only succeeded in causing it to become more rigid, until it was like a bar of steel. He could feel the crack between his mother's legs, and finally, her pussy, as the rigid shaft forced itself against the spread cheeks. ’ Tom was soon running non-stop, making and delivering coffee. A graphics designer with a ridiculously bushy moustache said, ‘Take this back and fetch another. It has a small spill.’ ‘That’s what the paper napkin is for sir.’ ‘I repeat, fetch me…’ ‘Do you want cup and saucer complete with coffee rammed down your turkey-looking throat?’ The entire department hushed. ‘Um, this coffee looks fine… er… Tom wasn’t it?’ ‘Thank you Cedric. Enjoy.’ The email was posted instantly on the internal ticker.