He’d be just sitting behind his desk or in a meeting, thinking about wanting to fuck her hot cunt. All the blood in his body and any intelligence he... may have left seemingly concentrated in his big throbbing cock. He texted back an eye-popping out emoji followed by, “I’ll try to get home early.” She smiled deviously. “Mission accomplished!”Later, she heard him come home. Way earlier than normal. “Hey love, I wrapped up things as fast as I could, so we have some time before the kids get home,” he. ”“Awwww,” Chaz replied. “Are you feeling lonely for your harem?”“Concentrate on your duties,” I growled.I heard laughter as the connection faded out. Once the room was silent I sat up and looked at the far wall. “AI? Are there any reports I need to compile?” I asked.“All relevant reports have already been forwarded to Crucible Command,” the AI stated.“All?” I asked. “But I never sat down to go over and supply, logistics or repair reports. In fact, the only reports I have sent have been details. Holding there, her eyes looking up at me as I gasped in pleasure, she released it and came up for air. She paused a moment, then back down she went, gobbling my hard throbbing cock. She did that five or six times, each time my hard cock slid all the way down her throat it sent a shudder through me. My hands found the back of her head and my fingers tangled in her hair as I forced her to take me faster with her mouth. She never batted an eye, her mouth working to handle all of me. After a few. " You have luggage, I presume," Josh said to me.I laughed. "Of course. I can't travel light, like you." I handed Josh my baggage claim checks, and entwined my arm with Darren's. "Tell me about Darren Caldwell," I said as we stepped out. "Are you a man of the world, or a man of Boston?"She's intoxicating. "Both. Why do you ask?" Josh says I'm a woman of the world. I believe he's correct because men with narrow, local mindsets bore me. Please, Darren, don't bore me."He smiled and I melted.See.