Watching the toy spread him open before slipping inside was more exciting than she would have thought. “It’s not too big is it?” “I’ve ...had bigger.” James snickered and gave her a wink. Marcy chuckled. “You little shit.” She readjusted her position as she felt his balls just above her mound, the toy stuffed in him to the hilt. He reassured her he was okay and that she was doing fine; while Marcy figured out the movement and rhythm to properly fuck him. She smiled as her hips slapped. I started to move my hands slowly all over her shoulder and her hands. She was enjoying my hands massaging her. We were silent as I was massaging her shoulder and was getting erection under my shorts. She was aroused too with my touches. Somehow we ended up after a small massage and she did liked it and I knew, it was an easy task for me to take her to my bed.One morning, when she came to serve coffee to me, I was covering myself with a blanket and I was erect thinking of her. She saw the bulge. Fifteen minutes earlier I’d been certain she was sending out clear signals, telling me she wanted to carry on from last week’s debauched encounter. Now I was unsure. Perhaps she was just teasing, perhaps I was imagining everything. Then I remembered that smutty smirk and the mischievous twinkle in her eye. I also recalled last weekend, laying in the bath with Alice sitting on the toilet, legs open wide, rubbing herself and gleefully watching the sticky white fountain shooting from my swollen. The conference room was quite noisy on the morning of the meeting.The fact the Minister for Finance was missing from the meeting was not lost on James or some of the other people in the room. Hiram had, in fact, turned up early for the meeting. His enquiries to the staff had borne no fruit the day before. They all simply said they hadn’t seen the royals and no they hadn’t they come down for meals, and no, they didn’t hear of any disturbances since they had been in residence.No one had been.