It’s hard to look for a new relationship when you are still recovering from the loss of one. It may sound naïve, but I also wasn’t aware of how m...ch my self-esteem was rooted in sexual intimacy. The loss of sex in my life was making me a desperate man. I started watching porn, and reading the personal ads on adult Web sites. The secret I’ve kept begins late one night I answered a crazy post on a site where people posted for casual sexual encounters. I saw a post from a woman who was seeking to. I got alerted by her voice and sat near the study table to hide my erection under the table(because she used to pull my blanket and wake me up) she came directly to my room and saw me sitting on a chair, then she came near me and said “give me a chair i’m tired today ”Me: no,i can’t give now I have lot of homework to finish,. If you want you can sit on the bedShe:i want to sit on the chair you can sit on the bedMe: no, i’m not leaving my study table nowShe:then i’ll sit on you turn this. He made his cock as hard as granite, pushing the veins to the surface. Taking his dick in hand, he guided it into her pussy. She gasped and was rocked backwards slightly by the slight thrust. She was so tight, he had noticed it when he was fingering her but now he actually had his thick cock in her, it was a pleasure beyond pleasure and he began moaning as he pushed in further with each thrust. He felt himself poke something which then broke. The hymen? He looked at her face and saw it. With no one watching me, I speed walked down the corridor that had the infamous janitor’s closet. Rumor has it that the janitor moved his equipment to a different closet because too often were there white collar workers fucking in there. Taking a breath, I stopped in front of the door. I looked at my phone. Exactly 6:58pm. Leaning against the wall, I waited impatiently. Then after two minutes, the time finally came. The lock clicked, signaling that whoever was on the inside was also watching.