He looked at the glass of cum, then up to me, then my pussy.“It would make me happy,” I added.Brian then took the glass and drank it all down, gag...ging only for a moment. It gave me immense pleasure, and I kissed him on his cum-soaked lips.I hugged him again and thanked him and squeezed his cock and balls tightly. Then I grabbed his clothes and sent him home.After he left, I struggled with what I had done and what I should do next. I was torn between my loneliness and the pleasure I felt when I. . I thought, oops... “What’s yours?”“I asked first,” he said.“Surprise,” I said.“It was kind of sudden but I don’t think it was a surprise ... alcohol tends to loosen morals. So what’s your name?”“Surprise,” I held up a hand. “You know Abbot and Costello?”“I’ve heard of them.”“The first baseman ... what’s his name?”“What’s on second,” he chuckled. “Who’s on first.”“Exactly,” I said. “My name is Surprise Me Flintkote.”He grinned, “Really?”“Really.” I said, “Cross my heart and hope to die.”“What. I paused for a moment and rubbed her cheeks and asked "Are you doing ok?" Y...yes...sir", she sobbed.I just couldn't resist this gorgeous bottom so I said, "Just a few more, I think, and then we will send some pictures to your father." and I started again before she could reply. Another 20 or so to each cheek and I stopped and stroked her again. "When you are ready, please stand up in front of me bent over with your hands on the coffee table and I will take a couple of pictures".I continued. Rising from my chair to speak, I try not to stare at your amazing breasts straining to escape your blouse. “Miss Hood, your behaviour in this office lately has become unacceptable. The pictures of yourself that arrive on my phone at all hours of the day are causing me problems, not to mention the filthy messages. A man in my position in this company cannot afford to be seen with wet patches seeping through the front of his trousers, plus... you made me late for work!” You begin to smile and I.