She was either completely naïve or she was playing a game with me to liven up the long drawn out meeting. A perfectly formed slim stockinged foot was now within inches of my foot. Her tongue probed my slit as her lips exerted a velvet suction on my cock, and she slowly moved on to devour my length within her mouth. And you were making sure I got a little hooked on the possibilities there.”
She laughed and continued
“Look, I am still in the foyer downstairs and I only live in the converted warehouse apartments across the road. Tactics and options were discussed, background to similar operations elsewhere, and it quickly became very technical. As I held her hips and she glided up and down, I started to raise myself off the sofa to meet her rhythm, and she gasped with pleasure, realising that she was not totally in control of the sensations in her body. I followed her into the kitchen area while she opened the wine and got some nibbles.
