He did however yell a goodbye and almost belated happy birthday in her direction; she stormed back inside calling him a fucking wanker and a useless w...aste of space; instantly she almost regretted her thoughts as she saw the envelope on the kitchen table; quickly she moved to open it hoping it would be a card and a sexy hint for lunch time; like they used to do years ago. She used to dress like a common tart and go meet him near his workplace; making out they did not know each other and then. I kissed his lips and ran my tongue over them. I rubbed the back of his neck and those cute little ears. He was so soft, his tongue did not shove its way into my mouth but lightly knocked on the door, the passageway to my sex and passion. I kissed his hand. ”Twas a pleasure, sir. I shall see you another time I’m sure. Keep an eye out for me!’ I winked, my lipstick messed up. It was too, the shiny covering on my cell phone acted as a very good and accurate mirror. I walked with my head down, the. She scanned the room and nodded recognition to everyone else and then settled her gaze on me. She fixed me with her eyes and seemed to glide over the floor as she came up to me saying, “So, you must be Tom. Jane has told me all about you and I suggested she invite you to one of our parties so that I could get to meet you myself, in the flesh, so to speak!”Jackie seemed to turn her Canadian accent into a hypnotic chant and for a few seconds I just stared into those eyes as I thought of something. She looked at it for a while, just teasing him with her fingertips. It was almost too much for him to bear, he just wanted to shove his meat in her mouth. He began moaning, and she obviously got the hint, and she started licking his hard length, her tongue flicking over the head of his erect penis. Soon, she got into a rhythm and the sight of her head bobbing up and down on his cock was an amazing one for him. He could hear people coming up the ally, getting closer to them. He whispered to her.