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It playboy videos online no clubs to join Friday evening, at around quarter to seven on a November evening..
Jim and Michelle were the last to remain in the office, having agreed to remain to complete an important marketing project the two had been working on for the past couple of weeks.
With the deadline looming on Monday, Tony had suggested that he continue a revamp and double check of the graphic layout whilst Michelle proof read and amended the written content.
This scenario suited both, as they worked well together and enjoyed and relaxed in each others company in what could playboy playmates free scans a fraught environment. The marketing office could be busy at times, video chat with playboy girls and nude with a glut of contracts coming in, the team had been under pressure lately, but had bonded well, and good working relationships had been forged and playboy magazine top 25 party schools Jim hadn't worked there long, just a couple of months, but had adjusted well and integrated. He was quiet but confident and possessed a certain poise which had not gone unnoticed by his female colleagues, complimented by his good looks and playboy playmates index frame. Michelle was in survivor playboy women early thirties, and had worked within the marketing department for a few years, and was popular with both the male and female staff.
She would describe herself as chunky, but in reality she was a size 14, with amble bosoms, clear, creamy skin and slightly reddy hair. She was medium height, but had well proportioned legs and a rounded bottom which flattered her hips chyna playboy pics slim waist. Her features were striking, prominent cheekbones, but her face was soft and warm in appearance. These features were complimented by a soft, rich voice and assured character, her behaviour bordering on the flirtatious at times yet subtle enough to retain an air of true professionalism and competence. The colleagues sat at their respective desks, diagonally opposite each other occupied by their particular responsibilities.
Jim had just put the phone down to his partner after sheepishly explaining sable pics playboy situation to her, and receiving a mild torrent of annoyance for disrupting her plans. She was going out regardless and would see him later on, which prompted a mix of emotions from Jim, of short lived guilt, relief, annoyance and finally settling on indifference. He stretched, rubbed his eyes and tried to focus on the task in hand. Staring at his monitor, progress was slow but steady and he calculated that he would be finished by around 9. He sipped at his coffee, and reclined in his chair.
His thoughts began to meander, as he cogitated the conversation he had just had with his partner. He imagined her stomping around their flat, cursing him as she prepared to go out to the usual haunt of her work colleagues and meet her small pool of acquaintances. His thoughts began to take another direction as he envisaged her being carrere in playboy nude up by a couple of guys at the bar, then fast forwarding to the point where they persuaded subscription playboy to go clubbing, accompanied by one of her friends, persuading them to snort coke, neck codeine and culminating in her being doubly penetrated over their Ikea sofa, at the flat, whilst her friend pissed into her open jones playboy picture mouth. His thoughts were interrupted when Michelle's voice infiltrated his fantasy.
"You look preoccupied how are you getting on?" she asked from across the room.
Jim was suddenly nudged back into consciousness, aware that he wore a mildly disturbed frown but was quite horny from the brazilian women soccer team playboy he had just played out. He cleared his throat and shifted in his seat, to accommodate his now erect cock in his suit trousers.
"Yeah, I'm fine just getting some inspiration. How about you?" he replied, as playboys carmen recomposed himself.
He looked over to where Michelle was sat. She was bathed in the diffused light of her desk lamp, which accentuated her features, and added a translucency to her skin and blouse. His mind instantaneously opened its file on Michelle, marginally influenced by the residual surge of adrenaline from his erotic fantasy about his partner.
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Despite this, he wasn't interested enough to over contemplate this moral dilemma, as she had ballooned in size over the past couple of months, and had poor dress sense. playboy pinup girls babes reject. Kim was the other designer in the team, in her forties, with a seasoned sex from playboy magazine about her, and pleasant features. Average tits, nice arse, but a bit of a belly. Worth a shannen doherty nude playboy photos every now and then in quieter moments, under the category of horny housewives, but not worth a trip to the gents for a quick one off the wrist. Finally there was Tracy. No oil painting, but a certain eminence about her, intelligent, and a round arse shannen doherty playboy fotos big tits. Gents material, indeed.
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His mental search engine filtered the Michelle data in an instant. Attractive, good figure with low torrie wilson playboy pics needs, funny, and no discernibly annoying characteristics. The search engine finished its mission, out of data. Was she attached? She had come to the pub on occasion, but never stayed for a prolonged time, laughed appropriately at Jim's conversation, kept good eye contact, responded well torrie wilson playboy pics probing but kept her boundaries and left a pleasant yet enigmatic aura. She was a contrast to Jim's partner, not so in physique, but certainly in personality.
"Mmmm. I've still got quite a way to go, but I've got no plans for this evening, so I'm here for the duration. Was that your girlfriend?" Michelle asked.
Again Jim was jolted into here and now, his brain reengaging, alarm bells sounding in his visceral torrie wilson, sable in playboy as his erection moaned and growled in its enclosure.
"Huh??" was his most coherent response, as he focussed on her eyes, rather than her tits.
"The phone call, was that your girl friend?" she asked again, smiling, and gently sweeping her hair away from her face.
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He'd found his rhythm and continued. "So I'm here for the duration too."
He smiled and they were momentarily engaged playboy male actors in bikinis an optical embrace, which whilst comfortable, felt ambiguous Asian Xxx enough for Jim to break off and look blankly at his monitor again.
"Good. " Michelle replied. And still smiling, echoing Jim, turned to face her monitor again.
Jim's erection continued to throb in its pen, and he was experiencing moderate rushes of adrenaline. His face felt hot and he reflexively loosened his collar. He shook his head, and squinted at the screen. There had been a weighty silence since their exchange, which although not disturbing had maintained his visceral alert.
He adjusted his cock again, but was unable to release the pressure. Jim drained his coffee and looked over to the water cooler, as he felt his throat playboy farah playboy totally busted tv show drying. He smacked his lips as discretely as possible and looked over at Michelle. She was focussed on the playboy girls of the acc 2003 contents of her screen, a light smile playing across her lips. They were slightly parted and the lamp light made them faintly glisten. Her left hand was stroking the mouse on her desk, in a seemingly absent minded fashion.
"Do you want a drink? I'm just going to get some tiffany-darwish playboy or something.. " Jim asked the room.
His dry throat reduced this statement to a croak, and he cleared his throat again.
Michelle looked across, the smile remaining on her face.
"It sounds like you need one." she replied, and grinned. "Would you get me a coke?"
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"Fucking hell.." he muttered to the corridor and rubbed his hands through his hair. He looked down to inspect the size of his swelling, and contemplated taking a detour to the gents for a wank before returning to the office. Deciding against it, he reached the dispenser and fished a quid from his pocket. The corridor was lit only by the subdued emergency lighting, and there was an eerie but invigorating silence to the building. He collected the first can of diet coke and placed its cool, refrigerated metal against his forehead. Pressing the button again, the second can clanked into the slot, and collecting his change and the coke, he turned and headed back towards the office. His knob remained engorged with blood, but he had adjusted it sufficiently to look less threatening, from above anyway, and dismissed the idea outright of popping to the toilets. He nodded to himself as he decided to wank about the image of his partner being double fucked whilst he watched torrie wilson playboy centerfold porno later on at the flat, and collecting himself, he straightened up and entered the office.
Michelle had swivelled slightly in her chair, so that her legs were now visible from behind her desk, and she was at a right angle to the monitor. She was beaming as Jim approached and he scanned her environment for the source of her pleasure. There was a bottle of vodka atop her work surface, and two plastic glasses next to it. He focussed on the bottle and then on her face as he slowed his approach, and she began to giggle, he eyes widening. Jim smiled, and tried not to look puzzled.
"Erm, here's your coke." Jim managed in response to this scenario.
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"Erm, yeah, sure why not. I'm not driving, so fuck it." Jim replied. He was warming to the theme. He placed the cans on the desk, and stood back for a moment.
"Shall I do the honours?" Michelle asked, as she reached for the Smirnoff. She broke the seal, and poured two large measures of vodka into the cups. Jim watched and instinctively rubbed his hands together in front of his crotch, before reaching for the coke. In that instant, he was aware that Michelle had flicked her focus away from the cups and onto his crotch, or was it his hands. Jim became aware that his cock had shifted also, and was probably quite prominent, and he inhaled deeply thorough his nose as he tried to contain himself and concentrate on opening the can and topping up the liquor. Task torrie wilson playboy pics completed, he turned and approached his chair, battling with the surge of mixed emotion and adrenaline.
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"Cheers, partner." she announced and Jim tapped his cup against hers.
"Cheers. Arses' up." he replied.
Both took a sip, and both swallowed and grimaced in unison. Michelle burst out laughing, and Jim suddenly felt relaxed. He reclined in his chair and allowed a grin to spread across his face.
"That's better!" Michelle exclaimed. "Now we can get to work!"
Jim was aware that he could check out Michelle's legs without making it obvious, whilst maintaining eye contact. He took another gulp of his drink and felt his anxiety further subside.
"So, Jim. It's good to be working with you. Did your girlfriend mind that you're here with me? Or didn't you tell her?" Michelle questioned whilst sipping at her vodka.
Jim raised an eyebrow, and playboy game download his response.
"Well, I told her I was involved in an important project, with a colleague, but I don't think she gave a fuck. She's more bothered about meeting her mates than my professional concerns. How about you? Do you have erika eleniak gallery nude playboy answer to anyone?"
He tried this as a probe, to get a bit of reality check. His horniness hadn't subsided, in fact it had intensified, but was now spread over a different plane because of the alcohol. Michelle smiled and lowered her eyes slightly. Taking another sip, she replied.
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She gestured at the monitor, although Jim wasn't clear that she banks playboy pic implying work. Or was he fantasising again? He felt a mild surge or adrenaline katie jordan playboy pictures and reacted by taking another gulp of drink. He had nearly drained the glass, and Michelle acknowledged this by gesturing with her eyes to the bottle and looking at Jim with eye brows raised in question.
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"Yeah, go on then" Jim answered. This time he laughed and felt intensely comfortable again.
"You're good company, you know. But I'm not sure this will get my creative juices. Focussed"
"Just as long as they flow, James, that's good enough." replied Michelle, reminding Jim of an encouraging school teacher.
The colleagues chatted about work in general for the next hour or so, taking it in turns to top the glasses up.
Jim checked his watch. It was 9.14. The night was young he thought. He felt warm inside, and his horniness had metamorphosised yet again into an intense contentment and intimacy. He was letting Michelle do much of the talking, mainly so he could absorb the image of her sublime beauty, great tits and legs, shapely through her black tights and knee length skirt.
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"I'm really enjoying this evening, you know." she said, although this didn't quite qualify her expression.
"But I was wondering Shall we perk it up a bit?"
Jim allowed his face to express curiosity, although he was uncertain that he could trust his expression to fully convey this. So he responded, verbally.
"Yeah, go on then." was the best he could muster. Cursing inwardly at his mastery of the witty retort, he expanded this statement.
"What are we going to do? Browse some spreadsheets? Do a power point presentation?"
Michelle didn't respond, verbally. Instead she tipped up her monitor, and reached underneath. She pulled out a bag of white powder. Jim eyed it with a mixture of pictures of jenna lewis in playboy and enthusiasm. torrie wilson playboy pics
Both asked simultaneously. Neither laughed. Jim nodded and Michelle moved around the desk, to within a few inches of Jim. Jim felt his synapses crackle and developed goose bumps of exhilaration. Michelle's expression turned to one of concentration, and she emptied the bags content on the laminate wood surface. Jim rulesnude pics playboy a laminated business card from the desk and chopped out a couple of thick white lines.
Michelle fished out a crisp twenty pound note, rolled it and passed it to Jim. Jim nodded his thanks and leaning over the desk, placed the end of the roll up over the powder. He raised his brows before he inhaled and was invigorated to see Michelle's breasts heaving as her breathing quickened. His hard on returned to attention, and he snorted the line in one, sitting up to rub his nose and blink. He grinned his sexiest grin to Michelle, who widened her eyes, and tiffany taylorplayboy passed the note over. She too leaned over, and began to snort. The lines had gone, pictures of playboy bunnies there was plenty more of sable in playboys fine white powder on the desk. Michelle slowly sat playboybrittany daniel and as Jim had, rubbed her nose. Their eyes locked. They both laughed. Jim felt playboy pictures of nude celebrities wilson a playboy of adrenaline and span in his chair.
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"I know you have, you sexy fucking bastard. I've been wanking most of the evening. Look." Michelle replied, and turned the monitor round to face Jim. On the screen was a playboymagazine sexy model of a couple fucking, doggy style.
Another moment of silence followed. Before Jim stood up and approached Michelle. As he did, she playboy playmates free pictures out and cupped his cock through his trousers, whislt slipping her hand down the front of her skirt, into her tights.
She withdrew her hand as Jim went to kiss her, and placed tiffany nude playboy april 2002 wet fingers into his mouth. She rubbed his cock and they began to kiss, an incensed, wet exchange. His tongue explored her mouth and her tongue lashed his. His hand began to rub the mound of her snatch through her cotton skirt and she parted her legs, allowing him to push the fabric of her de playboy latina 2003 into her swollen cunt lips.
Michelle moaned and began to bite Jim's lips. His rubbing became more intense, and he slipped his hand down the front of her skirt, and rubbed through her tights. She was wearing no knickers and he let out a moan of lust, which Michelle responded to by biting him harder. He could feel the wetness of her cunt through the thick tights, which turned him on all the more. His mind alternated between intense rushes and clarity of sheer lust.
Michelle moaned in harmony and unzipped his cock, pulling it out of his trousers. She began to wank him off, slowly but firmly, as Jim began to spread her sizzling cunt lips, and move his fingers back towards her arsehole. Michelle began to step backwards, and cleared the desk with her arm, staplers, papers female volleyball in playboy pens flying onto the floor. She sat spread legged on the desk, gazing at Jim with a deep shameless desire.
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