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find attractive about me, and I noticed that even more-so when I was sat behind my personal bankers desk at the bank. Maybe it was the fitted uniform, which consisted on a white satin blouse, knee length skirt, and a single breasted jacket, or maybe it was my office glasses. I usually wore my hair up, and my make-up in a business like way, but despite this, I had seemed to have perfected my alluring sales technique , and in doing so, I certainly wasn't making many friends amongst the other personal bankers in branch, as despite being fairly new to the role, I was rapidly rising up the regional sales charts.
    I held him firmly, wanking his impressively thick shaft, before breaking away from kissing him, to state “It looks like you've missed me even more than usual this week...”
    “I've wanked about you every night.” he replied, telling me just what I wanted to hear, before adding “And this guy is so looking forward to meeting you...”
    Again I ignored his attempt to gain some sign of commitment from me about next weekends possible arrangement, as I tried to swiftly move him off the subject by parting my thighs widely, still laying on my side, and inserting my free hand inside my sheer knickers, tracing out the undeniable line of my natural wetness, purely for his viewing pleasure. He took in the sight of me, as his cock twitched inside the cover of my controlling hand, before I said “And this is what I've been doing, every night whilst you've been away...”
    “ Playing with yourself, over me?”
    “ Yes, whilst thinking about you, and your lovely cock.”
    “ And have you been using any of the toys that I bought you..?”
    I paused for effect, before responding honestly with “No, there's really no need, as I prefer to touch myself.”
    “You don't like the toys then?”
    “ No, I like them, but I prefer to use them with you...”
    With that, he pulled back from me and reached into the bedside draw and pulled out a heavily veined, pink rubber sheathed vibrator. Sensing where this was going, I eased my knickers down and over my ankles expectantly.
    “I want you to use it on yourself.” he directed, as he handed me the sex toy. I willingly took it from him, twisting the end of it, in-order to bring it to life, as it began to give out a soft whirring noise, before raising it to my lips and engulfing it's tip, as I began to mimic giving this phallic cock a slow and sensual blow job. With my fiancée’s cock now free of my grasp, he began to slowly stroke himself, over the sight of me, as I closed my eyes tightly. I thrust the pink toy in and out of my mouth, covering it with the lipstick from my pert lips. Despite sensing that he was enjoying my exhibition, I then withdrew the toy from my mouth and lowered it towards my neatly trimmed pussy. I pressed the vibrating tip of it against my pre-engorged lips and then lifted it higher, running it all over the triangle of my neatly trimmed triangle of dark blonde public hair that covered my pelvic area. Whilst holding his gaze, I then lowered it once more, and without any further need for ceremony, I gently pressed the ' bell end ' of this phallic shaped prosthetic cock into my wetness, letting it sink out of view, as I buried it deeply within myself in one swift movement.
    “ I love to see you enjoying another cock...” he began, as he leant forward to squeeze my left breast through the thin material of my dress, before adding “Even if it is only a rubber cock..!”
    Ignoring his comment, I set about thrusting the toy deeply in and out of my tightness, as my vaginal muscles began to relax and accept this rubberised invader. I intended to see this through from start to finish, hoping to make myself orgasm for his viewing pleasure, but it wasn't to be, as after just a couple of minutes he firmly clasped his hand around my wrist, inadvertently pulling the toy from my inner wetness, before apologising and saying “Sammy, I love watching you do this, but I really