"Yes, really," Phoebe urged, her youthful eyes now shinning with hope."Peter would think that he had died and gone to heaven. He suffered somuch, not ...just lately, but his whole life. He's never married, but he's sosweet. Please?" Phoebe pleaded.Everyone's eyes turned to Pat."Right," she said. "So, we need either myself or Danni with each group,and that means we should put Peter and Gail with me and John, and Dannishould go with Michelle and Phoebe. That way Michelle will have thelargest mass in. Seductively she leans to the edge of it and suddenly starts to push it away. It's beautiful to watch her. Her moves so elegant, dressed in that chic office outfit - a white blouse, gray pencil-skirt and a pair of heels. I forget my work when I watch her move that cabinet. She's out of the frame for a second but returns with her slow walk, watching at me and then sitting back behind her desk. "Oh…" It suddenly becomes clear to me. Now I can see under the table. Is this for real? I mean when our. She pulls back and looks deep into my eyes. “Let me take your virginity away, I’ll be gentle… I promise.” “Like stick it in my ass?” I ask nervously.“Yes…” she says, biting her lip once more. “Will it hurt?” I ask.“Just a little at first, but I swear I’ll be gentle.”“Can I fuck you?” I ask. She sighs and contemplates what to say. After a few seconds, her face lights up with an idea.“Want to wrestle for it?” She asks. “If I win, I get your ass… If you win, you get mine.” She’s got a wide smile. ” I could feel it rising and moaned as the first spurt flew out into the bushes in front of us and good little girl, she kept going until every drop was out. “You’re good at that babe, I bet you’ve had some practice; if you’re free this afternoon maybe I can do the same for you.” My wife was off on her last shopping trip before we left for home. I told her my room number and said she could come up any time before 3 o’clock. “Mum’s not expecting me back until dinner time, I think she wants me.