I set the copy machine and head for the kitchen. Well, it's more like a room that has a line of counters, with a kettle, microwave and a small table w...th four chairs. It also has a fridge where we keep milk and things. I fill the kettle, put it on and stand there waiting for it to boil. That's when I realise someone's standing at the door.Turning around I see him. Leaning against the door frame, legs and arms crossed just watching me. Just looking at him has me going again. My belly starts. "Dad swung off Princess and beckoned me down from Toby. He put an arm around my shoulders as I cried and we walked on for a while together, leading the horses. The day was crisp and the leaves crunched under our feet. Dad took a deep breath."What's in your kit, son?" What do you mean? My saddle bags? Canteen and a poncho. There might be an energy bar. Are you hungry?" I asked. Dad laughed."After the food this weekend, I don't dare be hungry for a long time. No. It was something my best friend. He started licking spitting and rubbing his rod against it, I was on the verge of cumming from choot he made me turn again and inserted his weapon in my wet choot.Man!!! What a fucking feeling it was!I was on 9th cloud, I wanted him to thrust with universal force. I was made to fuck and suck the lunds.And thereafter, he said I’m leaving my stop is going to arrive. He said when you reach please call me, I will treat you like a randi.He dressed up and with utter attention, he slowly crawled to. We had resumed our cuddling when we were surprised by the secretary that had been allotted to us when over the intercom she said it was quitting time and asked if we needed anything. I said no we did not and were about to call it a day ourselves.She wished us a good weekend and we heard doors close. As we left the building our first two decisions as a couple were soon easily disposed, Vietnamese and my house. She claimed that she could learn all about me by how I lived. After dinner I followed.