I'll have Deb work something up with the travel agent." Deb?" I asked, feeling that familiar tug of jealousy. "Since when do you call her Deb?" C'mon,... Stacey. What's wrong with calling my secretary by her first name?I pushed a hand through my tangled auburn hair and sighed. "Nothing's wrong with it. I've been feeling a little edgy lately. I apologize for snapping."Jake leaned over and kissed my forehead, smoothing down a curl. "I've noticed. A vacation will do us both some good. We need to. You follow me, moving up to kiss me…then kissing my neck and down my chest… Your lips cross my stomach and reach my waist, biting gently on my hard shaft through my underwear. Your mouth moves back up to my waist, your teeth grip the band of my boxers, nipping my skin gently as you do and making me groan. You pull on them, stretching them over and down past my cock, which springs to attention, right in front of you.My cock throbs in anticipation, twitching in front of your face, until you. I guess I needed to amend that with her to let her know how I deeply I really felt about her. If our relationship became any deeper, we would have to consider her position working with me. That would be a disaster for me though because she is so efficient.What I really needed to do was to analyze my feelings about Jan, Wanda, and Bobby. I think Jan was content being able to enjoy both men and women, and could probably be happy with a monogamous relationship with either, but would thrive if she. I was staying on the second floor of the motel, stairs just outside my door, and my car in the parking lot below. I stepped out into the cool night air. I had my thigh high fishnet stockings; heels, g-string panty, garter belt and bra. I felt sexy as hell wiggling as I walked down to my car. I got a cigarette from the glovebox and lit it. There was no one around and I felt bold enough to strut around the parking lot. There were several motels around this one, but only an occasional car on the.