Several days went past as Jon considered his options. Jon was leery to use the stone, he'd made a big mess with his last wish and Karyn was still trying to sort out her wish. The tree with the blue branch was dead, having been affected by some strange new cancer.
Meanwhile Bill continued to live his life. He sat in his office. Pouring over the latest figures for one of his clients.
"Tracey would you mind coming in here for a moment." Bill called out.
"Yes Mr. Madison?" Tracey said. She stood in his door. her tight skirt suit leaving little to the imagination. Her full tits looked ready to break the buttons of her blouse. Her skirt could barely contain the full butt they were forced to stretch over. Bill was impressed. Most of the interns he got were frumpy but this time he'd hit the jackpot.
"I'm afraid I'm going to need you to work late with me tonight." Bill said. "The clients have asked we finish this for them tomorrow. Are you okay with that."
Tracey got a wicked look in her eye. "Of course, I can do that. Anything for you.
"Great come by my office at 5 we'll grab supper then get to work." Bill said, winking and giving his signature grin.
Tracey strutted out of the office. The sad thing thought Bill was she still looked older then him. His face was permantely trapped at 19 and she was pushing twenty five. That body was killer though.
Bill reached down he'd been wearing flats all day but his feet felt sore. He knew he had to stretch them out but he hated wearing heels. Atleast the flats resembled a pair of shoes.
He reached into his desk and pulled out a pair of black five inch heels. Placing them on his feet was immediately releiving. He stood up and paced aorund his office. The click clacking of his heels driving him nuts. His plaid skirt kept riding up as he walked so he was continually pulling it down. The blazer he wore barely covered the tops of his tits. He had to put in another complaint to the building. The AC never seemed to work right. He was always too hot. For once he'd have like to cover himself up but never seemed able to.
Bill looked up from his computer. Tracey stood in the doorway. I ordered some take out, they're swamped though, it'll b e about an hour. I thought we could get started early. She closed the door and began to unbutton her blouse.
Bill stood up. Even with the heels he was wearing Tracey was taller. His normal height of 5'4" usually bothered him but he was digging the amazon in front of him.
She leaned in and grabbed Bill's face. her soft lips against his. She grabbed his dick through the skirt and began rubbing it. immediately it rose to attention. Bill could feel his nipples getting hard.
Tracey looked down and saw the nubs poking through Bill's Shirt. "My aren't we excited."
Bill grunted. though it sounded more like a moan. He wiggled out of his skirt and dropped his panties letting his girth free to the air.
Tracey lowered herself down and took his member into her mouth to start. letting the huge length into her mouth. she grabbed her boss's full ass and kneaded the plaint flesh.
Bill attempted to grunt his approval his voice cracking as his concentration couldn't keep the pitch low. Tracey sat on his lap. letting her warm pussy rest around his dick. There breasts pushed together in a way that Bill hated how good it felt. She began riding him. Bill pushed his face into Tracey's ample chest. Tracey grabbed on to Bill's long hair. Enjoying each wave of pleasure.
They both screamed in extacy as they orgasmed together. Bill smiled his usual grin as he let Tracey go to clean herself off.
He may not like his body but it sure did feel good. Bill reached down to put his skirt back on and buttoned up his blouse.
He didn't mind the click clacking of his heels as he went to get supper.
