Beyond that, I don't know what to do." She shook her head. "I really appreciate your asking me out to dinner, John," she said. "It gives me something ...to look forward to." Thanks," he said. "I appreciate that." He hadn't given up hope of action with Heather, but there was something about her that didn't make it an imperative, either. There was something of a kindred spirit he sensed about her, but he couldn't quite put his finger on what it was. If it eventually came down to a one-night stand,. " replied Sharon."Don't be silly Sharon, any man would be lucky to be with you," Kathy chimed in. "My husband always said what a great ass you have," slurred Kathy.At that remark, all three laughed at their obvious tipsy conditions and headed out into the parking lot. Sharon walked behind the other two and watched as Kathy and Donna were slightly unsteady on their feet. Donna's spiked heels didn't help matters that much."Listen girls, why don't I give you both a ride home? You don't look too. He loaded her with so much work that she came in before seven every morning and was still working every evening when I left. One of the few times she left her cubicle was when I dragged her out to lunch, even as she protested that she was too busy.She was a tiny thing, barely over five feet tall, with lustrous, chocolate brown skin and thick, shiny, black, plank-straight hair that cascaded almost to the small of her back – though she rarely wore it loose. She was voluptuous, with an hourglass. She knew he was ready andwanted him to release everything. I positioned myselfto capture the moment.I had just settled into position when Tom beganshooting his load. I knew Joyce would swallow it. Shealways says she has never tasted bad cum. Some betterthan others perhaps, but never bad. She never spits thecum out and always laps up any spills. I have a veryneat wife.Joyce swallowed Tom’s initial blast but almost chokedas he shot his second. I snapped the shutter just as avery thick glob.