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together formed one image of me standing in front of the
"Wow," I said, staring up at it. I moved slowly around
the table, dizzied by the movement on the screens as I did so.
It was then that I heard the conference room door click
shut. I turned to see Nick standing with his back against it.
His gaze was seductive. "I've always liked video," he
said. He smiled a slow smile and rubbed his crotch. A nice
bulge was appearing there. I stared, fascinated by the
movement of his hand. Then he came towards me.
He reached for me and I found myself eager for his touch.
I slipped my arms around his trim torso as he put his mouth
over mine and probed with his tongue. I sucked at it
hungrily, nibbled at his lips, and lost myself in the contact
of his mouth on mine. Suddenly, I craved the touch of his
naked flesh on mine. I pulled at his t-shirt, and we parted
long enough for me to strip it off over his head. His chest
was smooth, powerful, and slightly damp with sweat; his
I could feel his erection against my pelvis and I ground
myself against him as he stripped off my blouse, then
unfastened my skirt and let it fall to the floor, leaving me
in black stockings and heels. My firm breasts needed no bra.
He smiled appreciatively and massaged them both with strong
hands. I felt the tight pull of excitement between my legs.
I lowered my mouth to the hard button of one of his nipples
"Look," he said, jerking his head at the screen array.
I looked up and saw the picture of ourselves, half nude,
towering over us in a twenty-by-twenty video pattern. I
immediately began to imagine the picture of us making love on
...(to be continued)
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