Normally that kind of thing would piss me off, but this time it had added and exceptionally erotic, mildly tortuous, element to the moment. It was ice... cold. It felt as though cum was streaming from my wonderland.His hands wandered my back and shoulders, every so often allowing his finger tips to graze past my breasts that were spilling out on either side of me. When his hands would hit my low back and below, his grip became a little more aggressive as he didn’t just massage my ass, but seized. I pulled her belt off and she pulled mine off, she unzipped my pants and I hers. She pulled my socks off using her toes, and I sat up, taking hold of her leg. I kissed it from thigh to calf and took her sock off with my teeth, and doing the same for the other foot. Still sitting up I puled her panties off and she sat up, and pulled mine down to my knees, whihc i was more or less standing on. I slid them off the rest of the way and threw both my boxers and her panties to the ground, with our. ”“Quite so lieutenant.” He made a display of shuffling though official papers on the polished desktop before continuing, “KPI’s and standing orders all met and you shut down an illicit gloryhole to boot?”“Yes, sir. Just the men and their high jinks,” she countered. Now how did I know the old bastard would zero in on that, she mused privately.“Men have their needs, lieutenant,” he said imperiously.“As do women, sir,” she countered.He weighed her reply, cautiously surprised; looked for signals in. Which is what that bitch's depraved mind had planned for Frank, only in reverse, Pamela remembered with anger. She knew how disgusted Melanie would be by her new lifestyle. A fitting punishment, Pamela agreed. Karen had told her that, however awful it might seem, it was far better than the alternatives. The only reason Melanie wasn't a slatternly whore, or a concubine in some harem, or some other equally ghastly fate for a woman with her attitudes and aptitudes, was because she had once.