The umbrella in her hand fascinated me. It was one of those large outdoor umbrellas, advertising "Brio" in bright yellow letters. "Have you done this before? Well have you?" Monica demanded. I backed into the far corner of the damp room, the heavy rainfall on the tin roof partially drowned out the Sarah Brightman song playing on the cheap Motorola radio. I cowered in the corner as Monica slowly approached me. My eyes focused solely on the bright yellow lettering "Brio" that covered the now open umbrella.LancsLad said:..... but I couldn't move, stuck as I was due to the back spasm while doing a nude downward dog. My mind went blank and fear crept over me as I remembered Monica's strange umbrella fetish. She put a whole new twist on the phrase " opening the umbrella inside".
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Top Northerner said:She twirled it effortlessly, the different coloured panels rotating faster and faster, hypnotizing me along with the "rata-tatt, rata-tatt" of the rain pulsing faster now. Was she serious, could she really intend to go through with this. The sweat started to run freely down my brow.
You mean the "t'ain't"Danolo said:It was right in that little tender spot, between her vagina and her anus...
great bear said:Run or stay? The options were limited. Run naked out of the damp room? Or take my chances with Monica and the twirling umbrella? Naked I bolted for the door. Monica two steps behind umbrella in hand. A high pitched soprano voice sreamed "no more". It was Sarah Lightman's voice coming from the cheap Motorola.
But at the peak of my panic, something grabbed me. I stopped. The indoor fell closed against me. A resignation filled my body like a warm breeze. And to my utter disgust, a sense of excitement.LancsLad said:..... when suddenly the frequency drifted and strains of Zep's all of my love, reached my ears. This brought back horrific memories of the time I worked at the fudge plant. Desparate to escape I lunged out through the in door.
It was "Brio" in my butt. Monica continually opened and closed the umbrella, she smiled, went over to the Motorola radio increased the volume, changed the station back to Sarah Brightman. The now buried umbrella could cast no shadow. Sarah and I both hit a high C at the same time.Top Northerner said:But at the peak of my panic, something grabbed me. I stopped. The indoor fell closed against me. A resignation filled my body like a warm breeze. And to my utter disgust, a sense of excitement.
...too?alienencounters said:on my boss' desk.
steel24 said:always exciting & erotic to have sex in your office, even more so if you are not alone.






