My penis and scrotum seemed uncomfortable in the tight lace shorts and I had to adjust myself to get comfortable. There were around ten, younger wome...n there, none of them dolled up like me! Basically in fairly ordinary office clothes. I noticed one or two whispering, but generally they smiled pleasantly at me and looked to the front. Miss Sharples entered the room. She was a small thin woman in her late fifties I would have guessed in a stiff tweed skirt and high collar blouse. She had some. I passed my tongue over her clit each time but never lingering. Each wet touch of my tongue caused Linda's body to spasm. I slowed down my ministrations; at the bottom of my stroke I was probing deeper into her body, lapping up the nectar she was producing, whilst at the end of each lick I was spending more time playing with her clit. I was aware of my own need as I felt my cock continue to throb, but as always for me the intense gratification I received from pleasuring my lover overpowered. "The corners of his mouth twitch upwards, but the smile never reaches his eyes. It's then, reading the emotions from his face and not feeling them inside her own awareness, that she notices the absence of the link.Is it gone?Panicking, she reaches for him, and their shared awareness opens like a flower in her mind.{Yes?}"I just," she sighs in relief, and slumps back against him, "I was afraid it was gone." Can you show me what happened?"She considers it, and then shakes her head, letting the. I put my hand on hers and told hers, and leaned forward past her face and barely let my cheek touch hers and whispered in her ear “ You’re the most perfect woman I have ever seen” and returned the kiss on the cheek. She let out a little sigh and told me I had better get back to work before we get nothing accomplished and gave my thigh a squeeze and slid her hand out from under mine.Just being that close to her and breathing in her scent made me almost cum in my pants. Now I had to get up and.