Bebe Glazer sat behind her desk inside the large corporate office overlooking Seattle. She was a curvy woman with dark hair and eyes. Although she had average looks, she was a woman of a sharp intellect. Also, she was ruthless and quite manipulative. There was nothing Bebe Glazer wouldn't do to get what she wanted. She had been that way ever since she was little. Her mother died giving birth to her. Her father, Benton Glazer, raised his only daughter to be a tough tomboy. The things he taught her stayed with her during the rest of her life. She was smart, determined, and utterly ruthless.
Right now, Bebe Glazer was contemplating her next scheme. She had her sights set on Frasier Crane. Frasier Crane, a tall, handsome man in his mid-forties. A popular radio personality and author. He was a graduate of Harvard and Oxford. He was a prominent psychiatrist. He was also a gifted, cultured, delightful man. Bebe Glazer had fallen in love with him. Unfortunately, Frasier proved to be hard to snag. He liked Bebe, but strictly as friends. Bebe Glazer wanted to be more than friends with doctor Crane.
That's one of the reasons why she invited him to her house last night. For a quiet little dinner. Frasier was a rather uptight guy most of the time, but once she got a few drinks in him, he loosened up pretty quickly. It was pretty easy for her to get him to sit on the couch, where she snuggled up to him. He sat there, with his eyes closed, looking so damn handsome. Bebe Glazer was curious. She wanted to see more of Frasier. He was a very handsome man who kept himself physically fit. She hadn't had any in awhile. Her last boyfriend, a guy named Thomas had run off with some male model. They'd moved to San Francisco together. How cute! Bebe Glazer began to fondle doctor Frasier Crane while he slept. She unbuttoned his shirt, and unzipped his pants. She stripped him naked, and looked at his nude body. The guy was in excellent shape! She gasped when she saw his penis. Frasier Crane was well-endowed. She held his cock in her hand. At least eight inches long and quite thick. Hmm. Bebe Glazer looked at it wickedly. She wanted some of that.
Bebe knelt before the sleeping psychiatrist, and took his cock into her mouth. She sucked his dick and licked at his balls. Frasier sat there, with his eyes closed, unaware of what was being done to him. Bebe sucked his cock. She'd sucked a few cocks in her day. Frasier's cock and balls were delicious. He was also uncircumsized, also a plus with her. She'd gone to Africa once and gotten a taste for well-endowed men with uncircumsized members. She watched Frasier's face as she sucked him off. His dick got hard. Even while he was sleeping. She continued to scuk his cock, marveling at the fact that he hadn't woken up yet. She looked at him, and her heart skipped a beat when she saw his eyes open.
"Bebe!"
Bebe Glazer froze. It was comical. A pretty mature woman kneeling in front of a dignified older man and sucking his cock. Frasier looked at her, shocked.
