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Her blue eyes flashed with suprise. "W-w-well....," she stuttered, "you can come in for a cup of coffee if you want." She looked at me imploringly. I feigned povcumatsuckmebitch reluctance, and nodded.

We cum got into her living room pov, and she dropped her purse in the corner. She still looked nervous. "I can start some pov coffee..." Her tongue pov lipped at her povcumatsuckmebitch luscious lips. I leaned against the cum in me wall, silently. She came over. Still, I pov did nothing povcumatsuckmebitch.

Wordlessly, she dropped to her knees on the thick povcumatsuckmebitch carpet. She wrapped her pov hand and its impeccably manicured nails around my now rising cock. Her cum in me face drew to within an inch of the reddening tip. Within three pov or four strokes povcumatsuckmebitch of her pov her hand, I was pov rock hard, with a cum in me dewy drop of my jizm beading at the slit at the end.

I pov quietly unlatched the door and peeked inside. Phyllis was sitting in her chair, her legs spread and her hand rubbing her slit. Well pov, it seemed pov to be rubbing her pussy, but I povcumatsuckmebitch couldn't see her pussy because in a dark-haired, broad shouldered man was kneeling between her thighs. His mouth vigorously was attacking, exploring her pov loins.

I hung around at the lab bench pov outside her door, and povcumatsuckmebitch sure enough her oral servant emerged within a povcumatsuckmebitch few minutes. Damn, it was Big Norm, the company's top salesman. Norm pov was a former pov Calvin Klein model and as smooth as they come povcumatsuckmebitch. He'd reportedly cum in me slept pov with half the beautiful women in town, including me the mayor's wife and povcumatsuckmebitch both of the female anchorwomen at the local TV stations pov' news departments. He could have any woman he wanted; what in hell was he doing ministering to the needs of our own Phyllis. I mean, Phyllis pov was attractive enough and all povcumatsuckmebitch, but she wasn't cum in me the sort of sleek, over-made pov up, and - usually - rich woman he usually dated cum in me. What in hell was going on here?

The blood drained from my face. The croissants. I'd doctored a couple pov in anticipation of a visit from pov the sexy manager in accounting. Did pov Bowder have one of them? She didn't seem affected, and in a business-like sweep of her arm took povcumatsuckmebitch the reports from me pov and headed toward the door. As povcumatsuckmebitch her hand hit the doorknob, I sighed with relief. Phyllis' brown eyes glanced over at mine.

"Enough! Phyllis, your conniving lesbian ass is fired. I've spent in the last ten minutes povcumatsuckmebitch in pov the john fingering myself and suckmebitch sucking on my finger to satisfy the craving brought on by your stupid formula pov brought on. Not only pov is your stunt cum in me mean pov and dangerous cum, it's pointless. What woman is going to pov go down to the pov store to buy cum in me a product pov to pov make in her man suck her pussy? That's just not gonna happen pov. Grab your povcumatsuckmebitch purse povcumatsuckmebitch, and the security man outside the door will escort pov you to povcumatsuckmebitch personnel to pick up your paycheck. You're video not taking any pov notes or vials out of your office, am I clear?" Phyllis bit her lip in shock, and nodded through her brimming tears. She grabbed her purse and ran out of the lab.

Bowder turned to me pov. Her voice now took on a lower, conspira- torial timbre. "Now, Barry, I assume you will be pov able to find pov any remaining vials of that substance, and maybe even replicate her formula? After all, even though pov we can't pov market that product, it would be a pity to let it go to waste pov when there's an attractive but busy woman me who cum might be me able to make use of it, right me?"