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Calling In Sick

... of her desire. “Yes, Jen, being honest, most of the time when I call you over, I have an ulterior motive. Usually on days when you’re wearing a low cut dress or top, or when you’re wearing a tight fitting skirt. I guess that does make me a ‘perv’, as you put it.” Standing upright again, Jen faces Mr. Stone, motioning down her body. “So this is what you’ve been wanting to see, all this time.” She takes a step back so that his eyes can take her all in, before speaking in a low sexy pitch “Do you like how small my bikini is? I mean it barely covers my tits and oh, you've already seen my ass, Mr. Stone.” “Oh yes, I love it” He looks her up and down wanting. His slacks begin to tighten around his growing bulge. “And do you like how my bikini is so small that it barely covers my shaved pussy? I bet you have thought about that before to, probably while you wacked off.” Getting bolder with each statement as she notices his bulge, Jen reaches over, putting the pen down and moving her hand to his package. Lightly caressing his manhood through his slacks. “Oh, Jen, you have no idea.” “Well then, why don’t you show me?” She pulls back her hand and looks him up and down, looking at him in a different light now. His broad shoulders, handsome face, and growing manhood replacing her thoughts of what she had always thought of him. Clearly now she was thinking of one thing. “I bet you were going to have me sign these papers and then jerk off in your car. Weren’t you, sir?” As she pops out ...

... her hip, presses her index finger to her lips, licking it just a bit. Walking out the back door and towards the pool, “Follow me. I want you to see something.” Not sure how to respond to Jen’s questioning, Mr. Stone follows. “Well... How could I not, with an amazing ass like yours.” Watching her ass move with each step she took. “Now, you have seen me in my bikini. I want to see you without all those clothes.” Winking at Mr. Stone as she stands at the edge of the pool. Unbuttoning his shirt, Mr. Stone’s eyes are firmly fixed on the very small patch of cloth covering Jen’s pussy from sight. His dress shirt finds the lounge chair by the pool, as his chiseled chest is exposed. Taking off his shoes and slacks, he stands in front of Jen with just a pair of black boxer briefs on and quite the hard on inside. “Very impressive briefs, Mr. Stone. However, I think you misunderstood me. I want you to take the boxer briefs off, and show me how you were going to jerk off. I think you have seen plenty of me for that.” Jen growing even bolder again, as she begins to think about how she simply wanted to lay out in the sun, but now she wanted his cock as well. “Yes, ma’am, but I thought I was the boss.” As he slides his boxer briefs off, his dick springs out, standing there now completely naked. “Oh, Mr. Stone, you have such a big cock. I bet you would love to put that in my little pussy, wouldn’t you? But this bikini is making the rules for you right now. Maybe if you play nice, it will play ...