I rubbed it with my thumb, she reacted immediately, groaning. I looked up at her, and saw she was sucking my boyfriends cock. I looked back at her pus...sy, then touched her clit with the tip of my tongue. I didn’t know if I should do this, but I did it anyway. I moved her clit with my tongue, twirled it around. Hers legs tightened around me, gripping me. “Oh Fleur, that’s fantastic, don’t stop, don’t sto……….p, I’m comiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiig,” she almost screamed. My tongue traced the outline of her. James even developed multi-sexual units that could switch from male to female with a simple command long before the big corps developed them. The additional hardware and software upgrades also made for smoother and more realistic movements in the boudoir. His finest upgrade at the time was a gift to his former instructor, Bruno. It took care of all his sexual needs and performed all the necessary household chores that were required.At first, James' largest client pool was wealthy men looking. As warmer arrived, I dressed in shorts and T-shirt for exercise first, then our sexual escapade, then shower and dress for work. Many a grope started on the bench press as I spotted Cathy. She would reach for my rod. I would step forward and stuff her open mouth, my cock engorging rapidly. "Damn Cathy", I'd mutter in false protest. "Can't you wait until" and I would get cut off in mid sentence as her mouth sucked the head into her mouth, sliding balls deep in her mouth and throat. Her hands. Watch for a note.’ At that, their electron trade ended for the evening. A week later, a letter appears on her desk at work. She is hesitant to open it, a little uncertain about what it may contain, and more than a little concerned that her co-workers might see what her reaction is. She decides to take it to her car, and look at it during lunch. Sitting in the front seat, she slices the envelope open. The paper inside is slightly perfumed. Hands trembling a bit, she unfolds it and starts to.