THE WEATHERGIRL BY B-MAN

After I was done, and sitting totally spent in the chair next to her she
said, "Be a hon and hand me that roll of paper towels, baby." Every room
and office in the firm must have a roll of paper towels in it at all times
because it's unpredictable when a mouth, ass, or cock will need to be
wiped. During a Friday Fuckfest we go through about three rolls!

She stood up and took the roll, ripped a couple of sheets off and calmly
wiped of her cock and balls, then she reached into her hand bag ,
retrieved a tube of lipstick and compact and fixed her lipstick then
turned to me and gave me a smile and a wink.

"Oh, man that felt good"

You might have thought she would have just pulled up her panties fixed her
skirt, and then sat demurely waiting for Debra (her personal attorney) to
arrive.

You might have thought that but you'd be wrong.

What she did next really surprised me. She stepped out of her panties,
kicked off her heels, and put both of her feet on the conference room
table about two feet apart, laid back in the chair with her arms at her
side. She then ran her fingers through her hair. She then turned to me

"Nothin' takes the edge off like a good knob job! And I gotta say, Ben
you're pretty good. How long have you been here?"

"Only about three weeks or so."

"But you've been suckin' cock a lot longer than that, haven't you?"

"Well, not really." I then related my story of being hired and how I was
hired and she was somewhat surprised.

"Debra and I go way back and if there's one thing I know about that horny
bitch is that she LOVES blow jobs. You must have made quite an
impression."

"She said I was a natural"

"She was fuckin'-a right about that!"

Looking at and listening to Shannon, It was hard to believe that the sexy
yet somewhat demure weathergirl and this obviously highly sexed and
deliciously foul mouthed shemale were one in the same person, but there it
was.