The Publisher And The Author – Part 3

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For the last two months, I have been making excuses to my publisher as to why my latest erotic novel is not yet finished.“Ring.” “Ring.” “Hello Mr. Herman.”“Hello Tabitha.”“Nikki would like you to meet with her, in an hour.”“Okay Tabitha, tell her I will be there.”“Is everything okay, Mr. Herman? You sound a little down.”“Everything will be fine Tabitha, see you in an hour.”Disaster! There is no way I can make up an excuse now. I will have to tell Nikki that I have a bad case of writers block along with a lack of motivation.Arriving at the office, I enter and sitting behind her desk is Tabitha, Nikki’s secretary.”Mr. Herman, you are awfully early. May I istanbul travesti get you something to drink while you wait?””No thank you, Tabitha. I will just take a seat and wait.””Forty-five minutes later, Tabitha tells me that Nikki will see me now. As I approach Nikki’s office, Tabitha sees how nervous I am.”Mr. Herman, take a deep breath. It will be okay.”Tabitha then opens the door.”Come in Carl and close the door on your way out, Tabitha. We do not want to be disturbed.”Nikki is sitting in her black leather swivel chair. I hear the door close behind me as I take in the sight before me. Nikki looks hotter than usual, istanbul travesti wearing a pair of open toe stilettos with a single strap wrapping around the heel. Her black skirt has a slit which goes up high on the left side. Nikki’s white shirt is unbuttoned enough to see a hint of cleavage.Nikki’s foot is propped up on an open file cabinet drawer. Her knee is up high enough to expose her seemingly endless legs. Nikki’s other foot is on the floor, legs parted far enough to have her skirt fall away. Her long legs exposed, leaving one to only wonder what treasure lies beyond the point covered by her skirt.“Carl, like what you istanbul travesti see?”Damn, Nikki caught me ogling her. But then again, it was very obvious.“Y-y-yes, Nikki.”“Good, now let me tell you what your problem is. You have writers block and lost the motivation to write.”“H-h-how…”“I just know, we are going to get you unblocked and motivated again.”Nikki slides herself forward in her chair while sucking on her pen.“Do not just stand there, Carl.”Moving quickly to Nikki, I drop to my knees and lift her foot from the cabinet door. Looking into each other’s eyes, I slip off her shoe and kiss the top of her foot.“Mmmm that feels good, Carl.”With lips pursed, I kiss each toe as I take one hand and remove her other shoe. Parting my lips, I slip Nikki’s big toe between them and swirl my tongue around. My hand is gently kneading her other foot as I move from one toe to the next, licking and sucking them.“Oooooohhhh Carl, my pussy is wet.”

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