Lori felt her nipples grow hard the moment she laid her eyes on him. Tall, dark hair, she wanted to run her hands through while he licked her pussy. Cool it, her sensible side whispered. Too late, she was already wet between her legs.
Their eyes met, just as dark as his hair. She had to refrain from letting her tongue lick her lips. Lori sensed a hot body under his suit. Remember, it's your first day on the job. That thought almost had her, then he smiled.
A pile of paperwork just ploped down in her inbox on Lori's desk. She looked up, annoyed, of course, it was Julie, the lezbo. She actually winked at Lori, and licked her lips.
Lori walked towards her car, her heels the only sound in the almost empty garage. She missed him, all because of that pussy licking bitch, he got away. By the time she finished her wink and I want to lick your pussy all night lick of her lips, he left. She didn't see him the rest of the day.
Lori was so caught up in being pissed off at Miss Lezbo, she never noticed Mr. Hot Stud behind her. That is, not until he flicked his bic lighter.
She whirled around at the sound, her mouth opening in surprise. He went straight to the point. "Don't look around, and don't be scared." Those words scared her, filling her with fear. He leaned in, "someone is watching you." He smirked, "it's that gay woman."
Lori smiled in relief, for a moment or two, she was scared. Then annoyance. "She really want's you." Her stomach turned at the thought. "I can help you." Lori was kissed, not any little peck to show Miss Lezbo their's no chance at having her. But a full toe curling, knee weaking, tongue in her mouth kiss.
She barely heard Miss gay woman's hiss. Lori only heard her own moan. Slowly he pulled back, her lips following till the end. Head spinning, body heaving, she asked, "do you kiss your wife like that?" They both smiled, then he shook his head. "No, but I do my boyfriend."