Phyllis brushed her curly dark hair away from her vip forehead and took another swallow of her party beer vip. I shrugged vip; the day had party been too long vip to get vip into another argument with my lab partner and colleague. Our boss vip, tall vip, bespectacled Dimry vip, sat in the booth absorbed with his thoughts. He frowned, and then looked at us with vip his usual owlish cast.
"There goes the Tang account," I cracked. I vip shied from Dimry's scowl. He never cared for my sense of humor.
At 6:30, I was vip down party at the lab, mixing the contents of my vial and our vip most promising concoction in the centrifuge, and the elixir was created. I called my semi-steady vip date, Cheryl, and asked her if she was free vip that vip evening. She paused, "Well, Barry vip, what do you have in mind?" I shook vip my head. Cheryl was vip card usually free if I had tickets to a top concert or a reservation to vip a trendy new restaurant where she vipparty could vip be seen by the right party people vip. Otherwise, she vip was here usually unavailable. She'd let me sleep with her twice - seemingly a matter vipparty of vip duty - but basically vipparty let me know that my duties consisted vip of a good forty-five card minutes of slavish, cunnilingual attention to her vip needs, and then party she might deign vipparty to let me enter her and take care of myself, so long as vipparty I manipulated vip her clitoris into another orgasm. You vipparty may ask vip card why I continued to see her. A fair question to be sure. She was stylish, drop dead gorgeous, and vip had a great body. With her biting wit, she was even pretty good company.
When the vip dessert arrived here, it required nothing more than an opinion vip by me that a fellow two tables away vipparty looked just like a local rock star to vipparty induce vip card her card to turn her head, and the requisite dose vip of the clear elixir made it onto her brulee well before she turned back. She wolfed vip down vip the dessert and began making the obligatory noises about having a vipparty busy morning planned vip, and I knew here that she had vip no intention of inviting me to spend the evening with her vip. I nodded understandingly, and we vip left the vip restaurant.
Her blue eyes vipparty flashed with suprise. "W-w-well....," she stuttered, "you can vip come vip in for a cup vip of coffee if you want." She looked at vip me imploringly. I feigned reluctance, and nodded.
With a cry of delight, she drew her pursed lips forward and sucked card at the vipparty dripping cum. I barely resisted the urge to laugh vipparty out loud at my triumph vip. Yes. It works.
She shook her head vipparty free of my grasp and swallowed me whole. Her right hand here was pressed against my vipparty groin as her throat worked at the tip. She vip gagged briefly and drew vip my engorged sword vipparty out of her choking vip card throat vip. As quickly, she threw herself party forward again, capturing vip card half of vip me in her hungry maw. Her hand slid vipparty off my pubic hair and around the base of the shaft. With her thumb and forefinger, she encircled vip card the base of vip the stalk, and began a vigorous stroking up and down.
Unquestioningly, Cheryl replied, "Sure honey, but you gotta tell me when vip you're card about vipparty to shoot."
As I vip nodded my acquiescence, I saw a thin stream of my cum trickle vip out of her mouth and vipparty head down her vipparty cheek vip. A thin finger quickly vacuumed it back into her wettened maw.
So, it was little wonder that I walked into the office the next morning - early vip, with a considerable spring in my step and vip a shit-eating vipparty grin on my face. I stopped by Phyllis' office vip to give her some generalized grief of the "I've got a secret that vip you know nothing about" variety. Just as I was about to barge through vipparty her closed door, I heard a moan from ins. Softly but audibly, Phyllis' voice came from the other side vip.
I hung around vip at the lab bench outside her door, and sure enough her oral servant emerged within a few minutes. Damn, it vipparty was Big Norm, the vip company's top salesman. Norm was a former Calvin Klein model and as smooth as they come. He'd reportedly slept vip with half the beautiful women in town, including here the mayor's wife vipparty and both of the female anchorwomen vipparty at the card local TV stations' news departments. He could have vipparty any woman he wanted; what in vip hell was he doing ministering to here the needs of our own Phyllis. I mean, Phyllis was vipparty attractive enough and all, but she vipparty wasn't the sort of sleek, over-made up, and - usually - rich woman vip he usually dated. What in hell was going card on here party?
Our little game vip was vip interrupted by an unexpected call from Jerry Basehart, Dimry's vip boss, who announced that vip card Paula Bowder herself, the CEO and all-round bitch vip on wheels, had just popped in for one of her famous surprise visits and wanted to see our party lab for a party progress report. Damn again, I had no idea she even knew our project existed.
I couldn't meet party Phyllis' big brown eyes. "Beats me," I vip muttered, then put on a jocular air, "but it sounds to vip me like vip the woman had a full bladder. You want me to alert vip the New York Times vip?" Phyllis said nothing, but just returned to one party of the lab stations. I sat at another on the far side of the lab.
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