"Oh, give me a break," Mark shot back. "You never wash your hands. You're a complete slob. Dad keeps criticizing you about it, remember?" Hey, shut up...." She swung her wet hands at Mark, which he evaded tauntingly, but still got hit in the eye with drops of water.Mark grabbed a nearby towel and whipped at her playfully with it. "So, by the way, who's Chris?"Laura froze. "Who?" Chris was a cute guy in her class whom she fantasized over repeatedly... including just a couple minutes ago."Well, you. I don’t know what’s going through her head but she’s looking at her monitor and holding a screwdriver to her inner thigh. I’m not being too presumptuous to think she’s asking for it, am I? I know it’s stupid and I could get into a lot of trouble but who cares? She’s just too desirable and the heat is playing with my head. I grab her knees with my sweaty hands and run my tongue from her knee, up her inner thigh to her pussy and she moans with pleasure. I breath heavily (I really can’t help it. In addition to her oozing sex appeal she was also very proficient at her job and usually had everything done for me by mid-afternoon. I came to enjoy our late afternoon chats, where we talked about all sorts of every day stuff, including our respective marriages. Seems she liked to lend an ear when I offloaded to her about my marital difficulties.She was certainly a woman who knew the allure she held over men. Aside from her looks and accent, she also had a very sexual nature, constantly. "The receptionist greets me,"Pleasure to meet you -"I stop to look at her name-tag on her white buttoned shirt covering her perky chest,"- Hannah." Let me just check your application form."She smiles sweetly at me before taking my form from the top of the pile of other forms on her desktop."I thought I could detect a little bit of a Eastern European accent in your voice."She tells me as she eyes over my form."Yes, I am originally from the Czech Republic."I inform her, clearly she's reading my.