 "It's nothing different than a bartender putting extra salt in the pretzels to get you to drink more, right?"
 "Look, Phyllis , if we don't get better results, there won't be cumfeliciafiesta any moral issues to be debated anyway fiesta. You know cumfeliciafiesta that Ms. Bowder cum is about to pull the plug cum on us if cum we don't come up with something useful to Taste cumfeliciafiesta Enhancement cum, Inc. While I'm off at the Food Additives conference cumfeliciafiesta this week I want you and Barry to try to come up images with some product that we're cum capable cum of developing a consumer craving for." Dimry's cum voice cumfeliciafiesta, monotonous as it was, still well-conveyed the urgency of our situation.
 When the waiter came by to cum ask cum us if we wanted dessert, Cheryl paused, as though mentally calculating calories, and cum my throat went dry for a moment . Finally, she accepted the waiter's cumfeliciafiesta recommendation of a creme brulee, and I relaxed.
 When the cum dessert arrived, it required nothing more than an opinion by cum me that a fellow two cum tables away looked just like a local rock star to fiesta induce her to turn her head cumfeliciafiesta, and the requisite dose of the cumfeliciafiesta clear elixir made it onto her cum brulee cum well before she turned cum back. She wolfed down the dessert and began making the obligatory noises about having images a busy fiesta morning cum planned, and I knew that she had no intention of cumfeliciafiesta inviting me to spend cumfeliciafiesta the evening with her. I nodded understandingly, and cum we cum left the restaurant.
 Her blue eyes flashed fiesta with suprise. "W-w-well....," she stuttered, "you can come in for a cup of coffee if you want." She looked at me imploringly fiesta. I feigned reluctance, and nodded cumfeliciafiesta.
 With ill-disguised hunger, the golden-tressed goddess pushed forward images. Her lips clung tightly to the engorged rod. Her tongue darted cumfeliciafiesta around cum the tip.
 I cupped Cheryl's perfect, high cheekbones and pulled her lips off my cock cumfeliciafiesta. "Lick me honey. Lick the shaft and my hot balls," I cried.
 She continued her stroking but brought her lips back cum so that they just captured cum the end of my lust reddened rod. My hips jerked forward, but she pulled fiesta her head back so my pole penetrated no further. With a sibilant, "Yesssss" I exploded, and looked down to watch cumfeliciafiesta the culmination of my fantasies as I saw Cheryl's cheeks expand as my sizzling fluid filled her mouth.
 "Yes, honey, right there cum. Yes, now lick my clit now too... Come on cum, not just cum inside. Please... lick my little button... Oh shit."
 Phyllis' door opened and she emerged with a smile of superiority that surpassed even her own world record standard of arrogance. I cum just stared at her cum. She stared back haughtily, capped cum with a cum sigh of contentment. Her eyes widened when she realized that I had heard her tryst with Norm, then narrowed in alarm.
 I quickly looked to the door and caught Phyllis' eye, returning the wink she'd delivered the previous fiesta morning. Phyllis flushed - out of either embarassment or fiesta anger - and left fiesta the doorway.
 Our little game was interrupted by an unexpected call from Jerry Basehart, Dimry's images boss, who announced that Paula cum Bowder herself, the CEO cumfeliciafiesta and all-round bitch on wheels, had just popped in for one of her famous surprise visits and wanted to cumfeliciafiesta see our lab for a progress report. Damn again, I had no idea she even knew our project existed.
 Bowder was known felicia as a woman of intellectual force and presence beyond all imagining fiesta. It had been speculated that she had each item in the company budget memorized, and woe be it cum to the department manager who had extra soft toilet tissue stocked in a bathroom where the budget called cumfeliciafiesta for a bargain brand. She'd graduated at the top of her class at Stanford business school and, at the age felicia of 32, the head of our cum company and reputedly cumfeliciafiesta on her way to Chairman of the Board of the entire conglomerate.
 Bowder cum sighed and rose to her feet. "Well, get me your expense fiesta actuals and give me a quick images tour of cum your facility here, and I'll move along." Phyllis walked her cumfeliciafiesta to the centrifuge in the corner while I went to cum my office for fiesta the reports. When I emerged, Bowder was happily munching on a croissant and chatting cum with Phyllis.
 "Okay cumfeliciafiesta you cum two assholes, let's see if I got this straight." The elegance was gone from her cumfeliciafiesta voice. This woman was cum a cumfeliciafiesta street fighter if I cum ever heard one. "You've cum developed cum an cum additive that will cause whoever ingests it to develop a craving for certain ... shall cumfeliciafiesta we say cum sexual secretions, right?" I froze cum, Phyllis dumbly cumfeliciafiesta nodded. "Let's see ; you put some on the croissant to see if cumfeliciafiesta the old lady would fall cumfeliciafiesta prey to it and fiesta come slavering after you, get your rocks off cumfeliciafiesta and give you a huge bonus?" Phyllis and I cumfeliciafiesta began to sputter cum our protests. Bowder cum held up a hand to fiesta silence us.
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