” Mr. Woodburn introduced the other man as Henry Wilson, the CFO of the company. Interesting, both the President and CFO in our conference room. ...This must be big. After the introductions there were normal moments of small talk as we appraised each other, something is almost a ritual in these business situations as though we were sizing up a physical adversary. In my normal attire for Mr. Woodburn, I had the sense that more of their appraisal might be more my physical impression than any. I am sure many women have been confronted by men engrossed in sexual content, and cast a look at his crotch to see just how far he has gone, if he has a 'hard-on', and if so, triggers an automatic response in her, I guess we cant escape our basic urges, and I am no different, I see a hard cock, and I feel the need to touch it.So walking close to him, letting my odours waft him, in his highly sexual state of mind, I knew he would be thinking about the dream fuck I would be, if only it were. ” She laughed and knelt back down but before she did anything I said, “Wait when I cum where should I cum.”“Anywhere you want sweetie.” She smiled.“Can I do it on your pretty face?” I asked.“Yes you can but you have to do one extra thing?” “What thing?”“You have to lick your cum off of me and kiss me because I wanna taste what I created.”“Okay.” She went back to her violent deepthroat. It only took a minute before I was getting ready to cum so I asked her again. “Can I tittyfuck you?”“Sure.”. "There is something else, Aunt Trudy ... Bill Frawnings is here in the city, he knows about dad being ill and came to hospital – he might still be here for all I know..." Oh?" Trudy looked at her sharply. "And what does he want – do you think, why are you so worried about that?" Well, he said pretty much what you just said, that we are women without a healthy male protector; that if word got out, well we could be seen as being vulnerable..."Trudy's eyes narrowed, but she just waited silently.