I'm not going to make a week I know it before I ask him. The next day every time we took a break he would have his legs spread apart and I could see ...his Package. I'm not going to make it, my Cock is getting Hard now. I thought about asking him if he was coming interested in men but I didn't. Then that night he went in and took a shower and when he came out he was wearing a robe. Then he sat in the chair across from me and spear his legs again. He has to know that I can see his Package,. I pulled my jeans up and popped the remote control into my back pocket.I tried to be disciplined and forced myself not to switch it on for the journey to work. As I got to work, arriving at the same time was Jane and my resolve left me. We started to chat in the foyer of the office. The vision of her dropping her mouth over her husband's bobbing cock as the last drops of cum hung from it filled my mind. I pretended to casually put both hands into my back pockets and tried to concentrate on. Aida interjected before he could go on. ‘I know who you are. Seen your face quite often on the people’s magazines like Cosmopolitan and Forbes,’ says Aida. ‘And you are notoriously known.’ She added coolly. To her surprise instead of being annoyed with her for calling him notorious he threw back his head to laugh. His voice, strong and warm like aged whiskey that inexplicably sends a shiver down her spine. ‘Miss Gonzalez, you must be mistaken, I am hardly anything but notorious. I would take. "My stomach knotted. I had hoped that there would be no reception, butof course there would be. Duke Greyson was rich, and he wasn't about toelope. The reception, I was sure, would be huge."Darling, shall we?" Duke touched my bare arm. For the first time thatday, I got a good, undistracted look at him. He had black hair, andeyes so brown they appeared black as well. White, white teeth, and justa hint of five o'clock shadow. His face was handsome, unlined, andcarefree.I grabbed his arm. "Duke,".