" "Couriers are supposed to use the mailroom door," she snapped.You can see where this is going, right? I had to explain that I was a sales associate ...and she doubted me because I looked too young. Not that she could talk. I think she was only sixteen at the time. I was four years older than she was. Apparently she checked me out with Rose and the next day I received a quite civil greeting of "Good afternoon, Mr. Anderson." I just nodded to her—after all she was just a teenaged receptionist. " He said quietly. If he gave her a reason she could use, her brain would reconcile it, deciding it was her own idea, not the effect of the chocolate-coated spheres of magic. "Now why, if you do not want to sleep with me, are you trying to seduce me?" I just ... I need some of the political power that you have, General." Ariel winced, stepping away from him. Auspus nodded gravely, keeping serious so that she could at least keep some of her dignity."And what would you use that power for?" My .... “Oh fuck, he is hung and thick,” Tony, our male guest mutters as my man flaunts his erection for the three of them with his hands on his hips.“He is, isn’t he,” the two women chime in as my man helps me sit on the high stool with my back to them. “And I like his ass,” one of the women chips in.“Your glorious ass looks absolutely magnificent with you sitting on that stool,” he tells me as he licks and kisses my ass cheeks. I am watching in the mirrors and enjoying the reaction on our guests’. With a swift motion, she reaches behind and unhooks her bra, letting lose her beautifully shaped C-cup breasts. Perfect eraser-head nipples, and an unmistakable red flush to her chest. They look good enough to eat. To my surprise and delight, she pulls on the nipples, groaning as she does. “You want these?” she says, massaging her breasts, running her hand down her nice flat stomach and over her hips. I nod, I can barely speak but manage a “fuck yes” under my breath. She then approaches, and.