The shop guys rarely showed up in the office, if something was needed Randy came over. But my mind kept putting visions of Mike coming into my office.... Sitting in my desk chair I knew I’d be even with his zipper. I could rub his cock through his jeans, or even give him a blowjob, and from the door it would look like we were talking. Damn I wanted him bad. It was driving me nuts. I wasn’t some old housewife that never got any and was looking for something to spice up my life. I’m 23 and my. I did need to know. And what about the nasty rumours Si, was that Nat as well?" She asked him and Simon nodded but didn't speak.His mum pressed for answer on why he didn't report the bullying and eventually he snapped a half-hearted answer. "Because I didn't want what's happened today. It was me he had a problem with, not Rhea. And she would get involved if she knew." Too bloody right," Rhea cried and clenched her hands into fists. "Of course I'd put a stop to it. You think I'd 'ave that? And. The woman's body shook as wave after wave of pleasure rolled through her. Finally, what felt like an eternity, she went limp in her bonds and moaned softly as Heather continued on the task given to her until Mistress told her that was enough and pulled her head out off of the woman's sex. "That was quite outstanding pussy!" Amanda praised her. "For that you get a reward. You get to meet my special guest whom you pleased very well with your ability to use your tongue."Saying that she pulled the. "OK, have it your way." He released my wrists, lowering his hand to cover my breast. I was free now -- free to pull down my shirt, free to push him away, free to yell at him or run away. Instead, I stood still, as if in indecision. But who was I kidding? I sighed and pulled my arms slightly back, arching my back further, pressing my breasts into his warm hands. Now nobody could suppose I was being forced -- it was my choice, my shame, and my pleasure.Meanwhile, Dave lowered his mouth to the.