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GIFT OF THE GAB
Steve had a very quiet Friday at work and with no appointments booked for the day, he took the opportunity to start a little later and arrived at the Bank at 11:00 a.m.
He was seriously thinking of taking the whole day off, but he figured work would be a good distraction and it was an excellent opportunity to clear out his outstanding paperwork.
Steve's first task was to clear the half a dozen or so emails from his inbox, this was his daily routine when he arrived into his office.
The final Email for Steve was from the Bank's legal department was entilted MORTGAGE DOCS FOR ERIC AND VERONICA MANTON.
Steve was over the moon, as the Manton's have recently purchased a holiday house on the coast and these documents were the last piece of the puzzle to complete the sale.
Eric Manton is a sixty seven year old local Property Developer and very astute businessman, who has provided a lot of business for Steve and the Bank he works for.
Steve and Eric's business relationship began approximately six to eight months ago, when Steve was recommended to Eric via one of Eric's business partners.
They created an excellent rapport with each other right from their first meeting, Eric likening himself when he was in his mid twenties, as Steve had the ability to help Eric feel young at heart.
Steve had his office door closed and was downloading the required documents, simultaneously dialling Eric's phone number and putting the call on speaker.
"Now here is the man I was just talking about, how are you Steve?" Eric answered the phone in a jovial and pleased manner.
"Good morning Eric, I'm a bit of a mixed bag to be honest Mate, but I'm thrilled to let you know your Mortgage Docs have arrived and ready to sign." Steve had his usual good vibe smile back, as with most people, there is nothing like passing on good news to others.
"Now that is perfectly timed news my Boy, I was only just discussing with Ronni how efficient and prompt you are with my affairs, wasn't I Honey." Eric's pleased voice put the question to his wife who was obviously within ears shot of her husband.
Erics mention of the name Ronni pricked Steve's ears up immediately, but he had not anticipated any correlation between Eric's wife and the stunning brunette he dined with and on, only hours before.
"Mmm, you sure were Honey, that is delightful news Steve, thank you so much for all your hard work, I hope it hasn't exhausted you Darling?" Ronni excitedly answered her Husband and Steve in the same sentence.
That voice was as undeniable as the expletive that came out of Steve's mouth and the cup of coffee spilt all over his desk, when he first heard Ronni's voice.
"Shit Steve, are you okay mate?" Eric queried him, with a little chuckle on his voice.
He wasn't okay technically and he didn't know what to think or how to process where the phone call had taken him, but he quickly composed himself as best he could.
"Heck, I'm so sorry, I just knocked my coffee over on my desk Eric, anyways your docs are ready to sign guys, so let me know when you want to come into the Bank." Steve was quickly back in business mode, but his imagination was ready to pound him as soon as he was to hang up the phone.
"I'd love to come in with Ronni this afternoon and sign them, but I have a couple of meetings which will tie me up Steve." Eric's response was one of a man flicking through his diary to try and find some spare time.
"Then I'm off interstate for business first thing in the morning, so unfortunately I may have to wait until next week." Eric hesitantly responded, Steve was definitely sensing the disappointment in Eric's voice.
"Give me few minutes Eric, I'll contact the Bank's Legal Department, I'm hoping I may be able to email documents to you and you can bith sign them and email them back to me." Steve felt he would put Eric at ease with this scenario and was ready to hang up the phone, until Ronni chimed in.
"I know Honey, why don't we take Steve out to dinner tonight and we can both sign the papers there.
A gesture of appreciation for everything he has done." Steve felt the cheeky overtones in Ronni's voice.
"Ronni darling, that is a wonderful idea, could you make the reservations for us?" Eric was pleased with his wife's intuition, Steve was on the other end of the phone wondering what she had planned.
"Let Steve know I'll book Chattreuse for 7:00 p.m. Darling.
I'll make it easy and put the booking under Steve Bolt, I'm sure he'll appreciate it." Steve heard Ronni's confident voice conversing with her husband in the background of their phone call.
"Did you get all that Steve?" Eric asked in a very pleased tone of voice.
"Yeh, I got all that Eric, I'm printing all the docs now and I'll see you both at seven tonight then." Steve responded in a friendly tone.
"I can't wait to meet you Steve, Eric has told me such wonderful things about you." Ronni's voice happily called out in the back ground.
Eric Anadolu Yakası Escort (http://www.yaescort.com/) responded to Ronni inquisitively, "Haven't you and Steve met Sweetheart?"
"No Honey, not on a business level anyway." She responded, giving her husband a kiss by the sounds of things.
"Oh shit Steve, I must apologise my boy, I never realised." Eric's voice was a mixture of apologising and slight confusion.
Then the second bombshell hit with Erics next question to his wife.
"Ronni, is Katie working tonight?"
"Of course she is Darling, Kaitlyn works every Thursday, Friday and Saturday nights at Chatreuse silly." Ronni answered Eric with a tone of sexy delight, knowing Steve would be freaking out on the other end of the phone.
"Has Steve met Kaitlyn Love?" Eric queried his wife again.
"Im not sure darling, why don't you ask him." Ronni's voice had a distinct cheeky tone, Steve knew she'd be dying to find out his answer.
Eric put the question to Steve, who had to quickly think on his feet.
"I'd have to say not officially Eric, I have dined at Chatreausse on occasion, so I may have seen her waitress there." Steve was pretty relieved that he came up with such a clever answer.
"Well you'll get to meet my two precious girls tonight then Steve, I promise you won't be disappointed." Eric's voice was full of pride and it seemed he was looking forward to introducing Steve to his wife, unaware Steve had fucked his wife multiple times on the bonnet of his very own BMW and Eric's daughter, who Steve managed to bring to orgasm inside his BMW.
They hung up the phone, with Steve's initial thought was, how to not dig his own grave this evening.
Steve had a desk to clean before he could sit down and think beyond that, so he opened his office door and headed to the bank's lunchroom.
Steve took a roll of paper towels, a small bucket with a cleaning cloth and soapy water in it and brought the items back to his desk, where he began the task of cleaning the heavily coffee scented mess.
He soon cleaned the desk with cloth and soapy water, then drying it with some of the remaining paper towels, a job well done he thought, his desk now back to its usual neat and tidy state.
On returning the cleaning items back to the kitchen, one of the staff members was making herself a cup of coffee, offering to make one for Steve, an offer which he took up.
Her name is Gabrielle and she is an attractive mid thirties blonde who, like Steve, is one of the bank's Loans Managers.
She had finished making their coffees and was about to head back into her office, when Steve asked her to join him for her break in his office.
Gabrielle happily agreed, quickly ducking into her own office to grab a couple of files for Steve to peruse for his feedback, whilst she had the chance.
Steve was seated at his desk when Gabrielle walked in, she was hugging the files to her chest.
They weren't very thick or heavy, but Steve immediately thought she looked like a college student carrying her books and a stunning college student at that.
Gabrielle sat opposite him at his desk, crossing her legs as she put her files down on it.
She picked up her coffee that Steve had brought in for her and took a sip from the cup.
"Mmm it tastes as good as your office smells Stevie." Gabrielle's said with a gorgeous smile that had Steve chuckling slightly.
"Tell me about it Gab, I spilt the bloody cup all over my friggin desk." Steve rolling his eyes at the thought of the event.
Gabrielle picked up one of Steve's files from his desk which had Manton printed on it and thankfully the one thing the coffee didn't stain.
The file contained Eric and Veronica's documents that were to be signed at dinner tonight.
"Wow Steve, the Manton docs already, Eric will be pleased." She was impressed with Steve and his professionalism, as she has a lot of respect for the way he deals with his clientele.
"Yeh he was over the moon Gab.
He and his wife are taking me out to Chatreusse tonight, I'll get them signed then.
Hey, have you ever met his wife?" Steve asked as he took a sip from his own coffee.
"She's been in a few times, yeh, but I can't say I've ever met her, Susan talks to her all the time at the Teller's counter, why what's up?" Gabrielle had a bit of a puzzled look on her face.
Steve picked up his phone from the desk and opened up the Message App, showing what Ronni had sent to him yesterday.
"Shit Steve, what the fuck!" Gabrielle responded in shock, yet keeping her voice down to a level, so as not to be heard by all in the bank.
"Please tell me you didn't go." Gabrielle responded calmly knowing full well Steve must have.
"I had no idea who she was Gab." Steve began his defensive story.
"She knew me, but all I found out through the evening was, that her name was Ronni and she was hot for me.
I never thought of Ronni being the shortened version of Veronica." Steve continued, as Gabrielle smiled in disbelief.
"The worst part is that I had sex with her, and practically fucked her Step Daughter, in the restaurant's car park after the dinner." Steve explained to Gabrielle, knowing he was in an unenviable predicament.
"You want to know what the best news is Gabs, her Step daughter is Eric's daughter." A glum looking Steve leant back in his office chair, his eyes looking to Gabrielle's for comfort and understanding.
"Jesus fucking Christ Steve, again, what were you thinking." Gabrielle was shaking her head, a little in disbelief, yet finding a little humour in his dilemma.
Steve put his head in his palms, managing half a guilty smile as he took them away.
"I mean I can see by her photo what you were thinking, but Jesus, what were you thinking." Was all the comforting that Gabrielle could muster at first.
Gabrielle sat back in her chair as she took another sip from her coffee, her look of disbelief had now switched to one of thought.
"Look, technically she never mentioned about being Eric's wife.
In fact the texting never mentions about her being married." Gabrielle's practical voice tone was suggesting he had done nothing wrong.
She passed the phone back to Steve, who glanced at the screen momentarily, before placing it down on his table.
"I mean Mrs. Manton was the one driving the whole show and if I was in your shoes, I'm sure I would've played her games as well." Gabrielle slightly adjusted her self in her seat, a small section of her leg's flesh was now visible between the top of her black laced top stockings and her charcoal colored skirt's hemline.
Gabrielle began running her right index finger's nail from the top of her knee, up her nylon covered leg to the top of her stockings.
"I mean her seduction is very hot Steve, I wish I'd thought of it first." Gabrielle's hushed voice was laced with her own lewd intentions, his eyes now fixed on her index finger and thumb pulling her suspender strap, allowing it to flick back on her leg's skin as she released its grip.
She placed both of her index fingers and thumbs on the hem of her skirt, lifting it up just enough, to give Steve a teasing glimpse of her sheer black panties, as she uncrossed her legs.
Steve was beginning to feel a little uncomfortable with the direction of Gabrielle's actions and became more so when she stood up from her chair.
Gabrielle ran her left index finger along the edge of Steve's desk, as she seductively walked over to him, she bent down at the hips and swivelled his chair to face her.
Steve couldn't think straight, with Gabrielle's hiked up skirt and panties invitingly at his eye level when she stood back up.
He placed his right palm in behind her suspender strap and began suggestively rubbing her smooth and warm skin.
"Mmm, you can't help yourself can you Stevie Boy." Gabrielle ran her right hand through his hair, simultaneously removing Steve's hand from her flesh.
Gabrielle rested her behind on Steve's desk and lifted her right leg, resting the side of her foot on her left knee, her sheer panties revealing her trim black pubic V adorning her shave lips and hood.
She took off her black high heel and placed it next to her on his desk, motioniong him to move his chair in toward her.
Steve obliged instantaneously and was sumptuously rewarded with Gabby's stocking covered foot on his left inner thigh.
"Gab, what are you doing?" Steve had a look of confusion on his face, as his whispering voice queried her obvious Intentions.
She took her foot off his lap and stood up from his desk and placed a hand on each of Steve's quad muscles to balance and leaned her upper body towards him, her mouth close to his right ear, she whispered, "My hand has been forced it would seem, Mrs. Manton has expedited the inevitable."
Her lips were now only inches from Steve's mouth, wanting to touch his for the first time, yet Steve was the one who bridged their gap with a scurrilous French kiss, that he ended as quickly as he started.
"I'm sorry Gab, I can't do this, you and Brady are practically engaged." His low voice was was very anxious with their current situation.
Gab whispered back, "We broke up a month ago Gorgeous, so don't worry.
I've been meaning to ask you out, I just wasn't sure when and that text you showed me from last night, well let's say it's awoken my inner Slut." With a palm on each cheek, Gabrielle definitely showed her intent as her soft lips tenderly found Steve's willing open mouth.
Gabrielle once again leant back against the desk, as she lifted her left leg behind her and this time removed her left high heel.
Those emerald green eyes looked deep into Steve's eager blue ones, her lips simply miming MAKE LOVE TO ME.
Steve sat forward and placed both palms on each of her calfs, Gabrielle almost buckled as Steve neared her leg, the heat from his breath was luxuriously warm against her stunning nylon leg-wear.
That first caress of Steve's lips on her knee sent Gabby's mind into a beautiful place, his tongue creating uncontrollable wetness inside her prized womanhood, her nectar now creating a wet sheen against her sheer panties.
"Kiss me all the way to the top and when your lips pass the lace at the of my stockings, we'll I'm sure you'll know what to do." Gabrielle's inviting whisper was immediately RSVP'd with his lips and tongue suppling from her knee up.
She craved Steve's mouth on her cunt right now, but that would mean removing the unadulterated pleasure of his mouth from her upper inner thigh, a pleasure that she was not prepared to vanquish, especially when her right hand's middle and index finger began tending to her begging and moist hood.
Her moans were as sensual as Steve's breath with each kiss.
"Mmmmmm, you are everything I thought you'd be, ohhh yeeees!" Her orgasm shot through her depths simply from the aesthetics of Steve's biting, pulling and snapping of one of her suspender straps against her supple tanned flesh.
She knows how to pleasure her gorgeous Honeypot and her second orgasm was born purely from inhaling a deep breath from the inside of her left heel she now had in her hand, fierce enough for Steve to pause those lips and tongue of his and inhale her essence, before he crossed the plane of her lace stocking top and onto her warm scented skin.
Her aroma is as pleasurable as any French perfume, Steve's hardness was the perfect testament to that.
Steve kissed her pussy just below her nib, those damp panties with their gorgeous sheen, were now sopping wet and clinging to her wet box.
"Take them off lover then stand up for me, I want you up close to me and inside me." Gabrielle's orgasms had made her more hungrier for her man, than satisfied by his exploits, her whispers were only wanting one scenario, his cock inside her luscious pussy.
Steve peeled off her panties, his mouth sucking and kissing her naked hooded clit, as the sheer material peeled from it.
She tasted like no other before her and Steve doesn't know how he didn't cum in his pants, her nectar certainly warranted it.
Steve peeled her panties all the way down to her ankles, where Gabby stepped out of them, his tongue never leaving her saturated cunt.
"The greedy me would insist that your mouth never leaves my pussy." Gabby wanted to scream, her pleasure was that intense.
"But the greedier me wants your cock cumming inside me." Gabby had a palm on each of Steve's cheeks, motioning him to stand up out of his chair.
"Have you ever tasted your fruits?" Steve was wanting Gabby to kiss his lips, her juice so pronounced on them from his little oral session.
"Mmm, many times, but never from your lips Lover..." Her quiet voice was as seductive as her kiss when their lips entwined, only momentarily pausing her tasty lip action, to whisper, "...But I have now."
Gabby felt and heard Steve's hands busily attending to his suit pants, her breathing become quite heavy, knowing he was undoing his belt.
"Mmmmm, I need you inside me so bad." Her whispers are such a turn on, her desire has definitely turned to greed, as she unbuttoned and unzipped Steve's pants, to help speed up the process.
Her ploy worked a treat, as Steve was soon in between her legs, his hardened shaft resting on her clit, close enough for Gabby to unhinge his black, cotton briefs.
Her soft hands complimented his hardened pole and she would love nothing more than to kiss and suck him to orgasm, but time was an issue, but not as big an issue as her pussy's crave, that needed abating this instance.
She guided Steve manhood to her entrance, her heat prior to entry seemed hotter than an oven, which certainly has had others erupt before touching those plump lips.
"Start my fantasy Lover and complete it inside me." Gabby gave Steve's shaft two slow pumps with her right hand and guided his helmet to her entrance, her palms now resting on Steve's desk at her side.
Those eyes of hers looked into Steve's, they talked sweetly to his mind, a mind that would treat her, like any woman he makes love to, as a Goddess.
Gabby felt his tip inside her slit, she instinctively opened her legs a little wider, just as she had fantasised doing, with the very man in front of her.
"Ohhh this is to dreamy Babe." Gabrielle's forehead was resting on the bridge of Steve's nose, as she savoured his manhood fully enter her quim.
She took her palms of Steve's table, placing them around his neck and parted her lips for her lover to kiss, her aphrodisiac like essence still present when their embrace had their lips touch.
Steve slid in and out of her entrance with ultimate ease, her lubricated chasm providing his manhood with a luxuriously warm massage.
His rhythm was immediate, his cock providing Gabrielle with pleasures that delighted her soul and importantly quenched her pussy's thirst.
With his manhood now at breaking point, Steve introduced his thumb to her exposed nib, her eyes closing on contact and her nylon covered feet gripping Steve's behind.
Steve had a very quiet Friday at work and with no appointments booked for the day, he took the opportunity to start a little later and arrived at the Bank at 11:00 a.m.
He was seriously thinking of taking the whole day off, but he figured work would be a good distraction and it was an excellent opportunity to clear out his outstanding paperwork.
Steve's first task was to clear the half a dozen or so emails from his inbox, this was his daily routine when he arrived into his office.
The final Email for Steve was from the Bank's legal department was entilted MORTGAGE DOCS FOR ERIC AND VERONICA MANTON.
Steve was over the moon, as the Manton's have recently purchased a holiday house on the coast and these documents were the last piece of the puzzle to complete the sale.
Eric Manton is a sixty seven year old local Property Developer and very astute businessman, who has provided a lot of business for Steve and the Bank he works for.
Steve and Eric's business relationship began approximately six to eight months ago, when Steve was recommended to Eric via one of Eric's business partners.
They created an excellent rapport with each other right from their first meeting, Eric likening himself when he was in his mid twenties, as Steve had the ability to help Eric feel young at heart.
Steve had his office door closed and was downloading the required documents, simultaneously dialling Eric's phone number and putting the call on speaker.
"Now here is the man I was just talking about, how are you Steve?" Eric answered the phone in a jovial and pleased manner.
"Good morning Eric, I'm a bit of a mixed bag to be honest Mate, but I'm thrilled to let you know your Mortgage Docs have arrived and ready to sign." Steve had his usual good vibe smile back, as with most people, there is nothing like passing on good news to others.
"Now that is perfectly timed news my Boy, I was only just discussing with Ronni how efficient and prompt you are with my affairs, wasn't I Honey." Eric's pleased voice put the question to his wife who was obviously within ears shot of her husband.
Erics mention of the name Ronni pricked Steve's ears up immediately, but he had not anticipated any correlation between Eric's wife and the stunning brunette he dined with and on, only hours before.
"Mmm, you sure were Honey, that is delightful news Steve, thank you so much for all your hard work, I hope it hasn't exhausted you Darling?" Ronni excitedly answered her Husband and Steve in the same sentence.
That voice was as undeniable as the expletive that came out of Steve's mouth and the cup of coffee spilt all over his desk, when he first heard Ronni's voice.
"Shit Steve, are you okay mate?" Eric queried him, with a little chuckle on his voice.
He wasn't okay technically and he didn't know what to think or how to process where the phone call had taken him, but he quickly composed himself as best he could.
"Heck, I'm so sorry, I just knocked my coffee over on my desk Eric, anyways your docs are ready to sign guys, so let me know when you want to come into the Bank." Steve was quickly back in business mode, but his imagination was ready to pound him as soon as he was to hang up the phone.
"I'd love to come in with Ronni this afternoon and sign them, but I have a couple of meetings which will tie me up Steve." Eric's response was one of a man flicking through his diary to try and find some spare time.
"Then I'm off interstate for business first thing in the morning, so unfortunately I may have to wait until next week." Eric hesitantly responded, Steve was definitely sensing the disappointment in Eric's voice.
"Give me few minutes Eric, I'll contact the Bank's Legal Department, I'm hoping I may be able to email documents to you and you can bith sign them and email them back to me." Steve felt he would put Eric at ease with this scenario and was ready to hang up the phone, until Ronni chimed in.
"I know Honey, why don't we take Steve out to dinner tonight and we can both sign the papers there.
A gesture of appreciation for everything he has done." Steve felt the cheeky overtones in Ronni's voice.
"Ronni darling, that is a wonderful idea, could you make the reservations for us?" Eric was pleased with his wife's intuition, Steve was on the other end of the phone wondering what she had planned.
"Let Steve know I'll book Chattreuse for 7:00 p.m. Darling.
I'll make it easy and put the booking under Steve Bolt, I'm sure he'll appreciate it." Steve heard Ronni's confident voice conversing with her husband in the background of their phone call.
"Did you get all that Steve?" Eric asked in a very pleased tone of voice.
"Yeh, I got all that Eric, I'm printing all the docs now and I'll see you both at seven tonight then." Steve responded in a friendly tone.
"I can't wait to meet you Steve, Eric has told me such wonderful things about you." Ronni's voice happily called out in the back ground.
Eric Anadolu Yakası Escort (http://www.yaescort.com/) responded to Ronni inquisitively, "Haven't you and Steve met Sweetheart?"
"No Honey, not on a business level anyway." She responded, giving her husband a kiss by the sounds of things.
"Oh shit Steve, I must apologise my boy, I never realised." Eric's voice was a mixture of apologising and slight confusion.
Then the second bombshell hit with Erics next question to his wife.
"Ronni, is Katie working tonight?"
"Of course she is Darling, Kaitlyn works every Thursday, Friday and Saturday nights at Chatreuse silly." Ronni answered Eric with a tone of sexy delight, knowing Steve would be freaking out on the other end of the phone.
"Has Steve met Kaitlyn Love?" Eric queried his wife again.
"Im not sure darling, why don't you ask him." Ronni's voice had a distinct cheeky tone, Steve knew she'd be dying to find out his answer.
Eric put the question to Steve, who had to quickly think on his feet.
"I'd have to say not officially Eric, I have dined at Chatreausse on occasion, so I may have seen her waitress there." Steve was pretty relieved that he came up with such a clever answer.
"Well you'll get to meet my two precious girls tonight then Steve, I promise you won't be disappointed." Eric's voice was full of pride and it seemed he was looking forward to introducing Steve to his wife, unaware Steve had fucked his wife multiple times on the bonnet of his very own BMW and Eric's daughter, who Steve managed to bring to orgasm inside his BMW.
They hung up the phone, with Steve's initial thought was, how to not dig his own grave this evening.
Steve had a desk to clean before he could sit down and think beyond that, so he opened his office door and headed to the bank's lunchroom.
Steve took a roll of paper towels, a small bucket with a cleaning cloth and soapy water in it and brought the items back to his desk, where he began the task of cleaning the heavily coffee scented mess.
He soon cleaned the desk with cloth and soapy water, then drying it with some of the remaining paper towels, a job well done he thought, his desk now back to its usual neat and tidy state.
On returning the cleaning items back to the kitchen, one of the staff members was making herself a cup of coffee, offering to make one for Steve, an offer which he took up.
Her name is Gabrielle and she is an attractive mid thirties blonde who, like Steve, is one of the bank's Loans Managers.
She had finished making their coffees and was about to head back into her office, when Steve asked her to join him for her break in his office.
Gabrielle happily agreed, quickly ducking into her own office to grab a couple of files for Steve to peruse for his feedback, whilst she had the chance.
Steve was seated at his desk when Gabrielle walked in, she was hugging the files to her chest.
They weren't very thick or heavy, but Steve immediately thought she looked like a college student carrying her books and a stunning college student at that.
Gabrielle sat opposite him at his desk, crossing her legs as she put her files down on it.
She picked up her coffee that Steve had brought in for her and took a sip from the cup.
"Mmm it tastes as good as your office smells Stevie." Gabrielle's said with a gorgeous smile that had Steve chuckling slightly.
"Tell me about it Gab, I spilt the bloody cup all over my friggin desk." Steve rolling his eyes at the thought of the event.
Gabrielle picked up one of Steve's files from his desk which had Manton printed on it and thankfully the one thing the coffee didn't stain.
The file contained Eric and Veronica's documents that were to be signed at dinner tonight.
"Wow Steve, the Manton docs already, Eric will be pleased." She was impressed with Steve and his professionalism, as she has a lot of respect for the way he deals with his clientele.
"Yeh he was over the moon Gab.
He and his wife are taking me out to Chatreusse tonight, I'll get them signed then.
Hey, have you ever met his wife?" Steve asked as he took a sip from his own coffee.
"She's been in a few times, yeh, but I can't say I've ever met her, Susan talks to her all the time at the Teller's counter, why what's up?" Gabrielle had a bit of a puzzled look on her face.
Steve picked up his phone from the desk and opened up the Message App, showing what Ronni had sent to him yesterday.
"Shit Steve, what the fuck!" Gabrielle responded in shock, yet keeping her voice down to a level, so as not to be heard by all in the bank.
"Please tell me you didn't go." Gabrielle responded calmly knowing full well Steve must have.
"I had no idea who she was Gab." Steve began his defensive story.
"She knew me, but all I found out through the evening was, that her name was Ronni and she was hot for me.
I never thought of Ronni being the shortened version of Veronica." Steve continued, as Gabrielle smiled in disbelief.
"The worst part is that I had sex with her, and practically fucked her Step Daughter, in the restaurant's car park after the dinner." Steve explained to Gabrielle, knowing he was in an unenviable predicament.
"You want to know what the best news is Gabs, her Step daughter is Eric's daughter." A glum looking Steve leant back in his office chair, his eyes looking to Gabrielle's for comfort and understanding.
"Jesus fucking Christ Steve, again, what were you thinking." Gabrielle was shaking her head, a little in disbelief, yet finding a little humour in his dilemma.
Steve put his head in his palms, managing half a guilty smile as he took them away.
"I mean I can see by her photo what you were thinking, but Jesus, what were you thinking." Was all the comforting that Gabrielle could muster at first.
Gabrielle sat back in her chair as she took another sip from her coffee, her look of disbelief had now switched to one of thought.
"Look, technically she never mentioned about being Eric's wife.
In fact the texting never mentions about her being married." Gabrielle's practical voice tone was suggesting he had done nothing wrong.
She passed the phone back to Steve, who glanced at the screen momentarily, before placing it down on his table.
"I mean Mrs. Manton was the one driving the whole show and if I was in your shoes, I'm sure I would've played her games as well." Gabrielle slightly adjusted her self in her seat, a small section of her leg's flesh was now visible between the top of her black laced top stockings and her charcoal colored skirt's hemline.
Gabrielle began running her right index finger's nail from the top of her knee, up her nylon covered leg to the top of her stockings.
"I mean her seduction is very hot Steve, I wish I'd thought of it first." Gabrielle's hushed voice was laced with her own lewd intentions, his eyes now fixed on her index finger and thumb pulling her suspender strap, allowing it to flick back on her leg's skin as she released its grip.
She placed both of her index fingers and thumbs on the hem of her skirt, lifting it up just enough, to give Steve a teasing glimpse of her sheer black panties, as she uncrossed her legs.
Steve was beginning to feel a little uncomfortable with the direction of Gabrielle's actions and became more so when she stood up from her chair.
Gabrielle ran her left index finger along the edge of Steve's desk, as she seductively walked over to him, she bent down at the hips and swivelled his chair to face her.
Steve couldn't think straight, with Gabrielle's hiked up skirt and panties invitingly at his eye level when she stood back up.
He placed his right palm in behind her suspender strap and began suggestively rubbing her smooth and warm skin.
"Mmm, you can't help yourself can you Stevie Boy." Gabrielle ran her right hand through his hair, simultaneously removing Steve's hand from her flesh.
Gabrielle rested her behind on Steve's desk and lifted her right leg, resting the side of her foot on her left knee, her sheer panties revealing her trim black pubic V adorning her shave lips and hood.
She took off her black high heel and placed it next to her on his desk, motioniong him to move his chair in toward her.
Steve obliged instantaneously and was sumptuously rewarded with Gabby's stocking covered foot on his left inner thigh.
"Gab, what are you doing?" Steve had a look of confusion on his face, as his whispering voice queried her obvious Intentions.
She took her foot off his lap and stood up from his desk and placed a hand on each of Steve's quad muscles to balance and leaned her upper body towards him, her mouth close to his right ear, she whispered, "My hand has been forced it would seem, Mrs. Manton has expedited the inevitable."
Her lips were now only inches from Steve's mouth, wanting to touch his for the first time, yet Steve was the one who bridged their gap with a scurrilous French kiss, that he ended as quickly as he started.
"I'm sorry Gab, I can't do this, you and Brady are practically engaged." His low voice was was very anxious with their current situation.
Gab whispered back, "We broke up a month ago Gorgeous, so don't worry.
I've been meaning to ask you out, I just wasn't sure when and that text you showed me from last night, well let's say it's awoken my inner Slut." With a palm on each cheek, Gabrielle definitely showed her intent as her soft lips tenderly found Steve's willing open mouth.
Gabrielle once again leant back against the desk, as she lifted her left leg behind her and this time removed her left high heel.
Those emerald green eyes looked deep into Steve's eager blue ones, her lips simply miming MAKE LOVE TO ME.
Steve sat forward and placed both palms on each of her calfs, Gabrielle almost buckled as Steve neared her leg, the heat from his breath was luxuriously warm against her stunning nylon leg-wear.
That first caress of Steve's lips on her knee sent Gabby's mind into a beautiful place, his tongue creating uncontrollable wetness inside her prized womanhood, her nectar now creating a wet sheen against her sheer panties.
"Kiss me all the way to the top and when your lips pass the lace at the of my stockings, we'll I'm sure you'll know what to do." Gabrielle's inviting whisper was immediately RSVP'd with his lips and tongue suppling from her knee up.
She craved Steve's mouth on her cunt right now, but that would mean removing the unadulterated pleasure of his mouth from her upper inner thigh, a pleasure that she was not prepared to vanquish, especially when her right hand's middle and index finger began tending to her begging and moist hood.
Her moans were as sensual as Steve's breath with each kiss.
"Mmmmmm, you are everything I thought you'd be, ohhh yeeees!" Her orgasm shot through her depths simply from the aesthetics of Steve's biting, pulling and snapping of one of her suspender straps against her supple tanned flesh.
She knows how to pleasure her gorgeous Honeypot and her second orgasm was born purely from inhaling a deep breath from the inside of her left heel she now had in her hand, fierce enough for Steve to pause those lips and tongue of his and inhale her essence, before he crossed the plane of her lace stocking top and onto her warm scented skin.
Her aroma is as pleasurable as any French perfume, Steve's hardness was the perfect testament to that.
Steve kissed her pussy just below her nib, those damp panties with their gorgeous sheen, were now sopping wet and clinging to her wet box.
"Take them off lover then stand up for me, I want you up close to me and inside me." Gabrielle's orgasms had made her more hungrier for her man, than satisfied by his exploits, her whispers were only wanting one scenario, his cock inside her luscious pussy.
Steve peeled off her panties, his mouth sucking and kissing her naked hooded clit, as the sheer material peeled from it.
She tasted like no other before her and Steve doesn't know how he didn't cum in his pants, her nectar certainly warranted it.
Steve peeled her panties all the way down to her ankles, where Gabby stepped out of them, his tongue never leaving her saturated cunt.
"The greedy me would insist that your mouth never leaves my pussy." Gabby wanted to scream, her pleasure was that intense.
"But the greedier me wants your cock cumming inside me." Gabby had a palm on each of Steve's cheeks, motioning him to stand up out of his chair.
"Have you ever tasted your fruits?" Steve was wanting Gabby to kiss his lips, her juice so pronounced on them from his little oral session.
"Mmm, many times, but never from your lips Lover..." Her quiet voice was as seductive as her kiss when their lips entwined, only momentarily pausing her tasty lip action, to whisper, "...But I have now."
Gabby felt and heard Steve's hands busily attending to his suit pants, her breathing become quite heavy, knowing he was undoing his belt.
"Mmmmm, I need you inside me so bad." Her whispers are such a turn on, her desire has definitely turned to greed, as she unbuttoned and unzipped Steve's pants, to help speed up the process.
Her ploy worked a treat, as Steve was soon in between her legs, his hardened shaft resting on her clit, close enough for Gabby to unhinge his black, cotton briefs.
Her soft hands complimented his hardened pole and she would love nothing more than to kiss and suck him to orgasm, but time was an issue, but not as big an issue as her pussy's crave, that needed abating this instance.
She guided Steve manhood to her entrance, her heat prior to entry seemed hotter than an oven, which certainly has had others erupt before touching those plump lips.
"Start my fantasy Lover and complete it inside me." Gabby gave Steve's shaft two slow pumps with her right hand and guided his helmet to her entrance, her palms now resting on Steve's desk at her side.
Those eyes of hers looked into Steve's, they talked sweetly to his mind, a mind that would treat her, like any woman he makes love to, as a Goddess.
Gabby felt his tip inside her slit, she instinctively opened her legs a little wider, just as she had fantasised doing, with the very man in front of her.
"Ohhh this is to dreamy Babe." Gabrielle's forehead was resting on the bridge of Steve's nose, as she savoured his manhood fully enter her quim.
She took her palms of Steve's table, placing them around his neck and parted her lips for her lover to kiss, her aphrodisiac like essence still present when their embrace had their lips touch.
Steve slid in and out of her entrance with ultimate ease, her lubricated chasm providing his manhood with a luxuriously warm massage.
His rhythm was immediate, his cock providing Gabrielle with pleasures that delighted her soul and importantly quenched her pussy's thirst.
With his manhood now at breaking point, Steve introduced his thumb to her exposed nib, her eyes closing on contact and her nylon covered feet gripping Steve's behind.