I just lowered my eyelashes, and said I needed a hug, and got one, too, and though he tried to hold himself away and just squeeze my shoulders, I snuggled up my "best features" to his chest, and managed to put an arm around his lower back and pull his hips in a little closer (just like high school days!) and, yep, sure enough, he had a serious bulge in his pants already.I just lowered my eyelashes, and said I needed a hug, and got one, too, and though he tried to hold himself away and just squeeze my shoulders, I snuggled up my "best features" to his chest, and managed to put an arm around his lower back and pull his hips in a little closer (just like high school days!) and, yep, sure enough, he had a serious bulge in his pants already. Tom tried to talk his way out of it even then, but I just put my mouth up to his and kissed him, and he simply melted! Didn't grab at me like Chuck does, just stood there all atremble and gently put his tongue in my mouth. I guided his hands onto my breasts, and the bulge in his pants became even more noticeable. I felt so dizzy I could hardly stand, but somehow I managed to find his zipper and get it undone. I put my right hand in and freed a nice manly medium-sized penis, and held it while we kissed and kissed. Well, diary, I suppose you know the rest--oh, you want more? Insatiable hussy! All right, well, I helped Tom out of his pants and made him sit in Chuck's chair--the only one in the office with arms and that has that rocking motion. I knelt right in front of him--I can't believe I'm saying this, but it's just what I did--and held my arms straight up, and he helped me out of the cashmere. I reached back and unhooked my bra--the blue silky low-cut one that I use with the sweater--and he looked like his eyes would pop out his head when my boobs settled on his lap in all their glory. |