Max began to cry. “Oh, don't cry!” I said, and moved over to the sofa, next to him. “Here, come here!” I took him in my arms and held him, and...while he hugged me and sobbed, I kissed his wet face, and stroked his soft hair. Still sobbing, he kissed my cheeks and my forehead, and when I dried his tears with the back of my hand, he kissed my lips over and over again. I held his head and kissed him. His tongue went in between my lips. It was wet and warm, and I answered his kisses without. My dress was form fitting, several inches north of mid-thigh, and the front plunged below my breasts. Underneath was panties and stockings. I, of course, had on the ever-present high heels.As I turned into Mr. Furman’s office, I was surprised by the presence of Mr. Samuels. “Yes, sir, how can I be of assistance?” I tried to remain professional, even in the face of obvious intent. It seemed to add something to the encounters, and surprisingly, even on those occasions when I went from one office. More

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