I was turned on by the idea. The company party was being held at a hotel about a half hour from where we lived. She said that they expected about 30 p...eople to show up.We arrived at the hotel that evening. The parking lot was almost full but we found a place towards the back. We entered the lobby and made our way to where the event was taking place. As we entered the room, one of Carol’s co-workers, Darnell, approached us. He was a short fat black male in his upper fifties.I shook his hand and. You should call her.’ ‘I don’t know. It’s really been a long time and we didn’t exactly end things on the best of terms.’ He chuckled, ‘Hell, I think she sort of hated me.’ ‘I don’t think she hates you, she still asks about you. Just think about it Dex. Time passes.’ ‘Yeah, time does pass, but sometimes it beats the hell out of you first,’ he said, the smile sliding from his face, then he closed his eyes, rubbed them with a thumb and forefinger. ‘Jesus Christ, what’d I just say?’ She stood. She had always been self-conscious about her appearance; as a young woman, she had been sort of pretty in a plain kind of way, but nowadays even her doctor's insistence that her BMI was fine for her age couldn't allay the shame of the extra weight she'd put on. She had straight, black hair only down to her neck, and pale skin, wrapped beneath what was her best guess at appropriate attire (if anything of the situation could be called 'appropriate'), a blue floral-patterned blouse and black. So I decided to help him out.I slid one of my hands down to rub my clit. At first, I thought it would be embarrassing if CJ watched me masturbate. But the instant I heard him moan with his tongue inside me, I lost all of my apprehension. I used my fingers to rapidly stimulate my clit. CJ's breath was hot, as he sucked my soft folds and watched me take myself to my climactic end. I groaned, my legs shook, and my hips drove up into his mouth. Wetness gushed out of me, which elicited another moan.