I had to hope that I was alone in the elevator. I could still detect the faint aroma of male cum.Lunch had been over for ten minutes before I made it ...ack to my desk. For that reason, I suppose, I was able to ride up to my floor alone in the car. I got some funny looks from the two women and the man in my office. But no one said anything.What could they say? "Jesus! You look like you just got fucked by a horse!"I went back to work for a while. But after about an hour I grabbed my purse and. I advocate meditation." What, I can't even jerk off?" "Nope, not without gloving your penis." I shuddered. I knew that gloving meant catastrophic skinning... "Would you please have someone from the local library visit me with a list of books on tape?" "Certainly. It would definitely beat a recitation of a black-metal death chant..." "What, have you no appreciation for the wilder things in life?" "Please, some concepts transcend humor and demand psychiatric intervention."Arr. He got the last. He was also fired so I got promoted," she replied."well that's nothing to feel down about," I informed her.She took my shirt off and said, "I know. I just feel bad that Jean got fired. He didn't keep the fight going. Marsha pulled him away from the fight before any real damage happened."By this time, we were both topless. I was sucking and kissing her beautiful tits. The tv still on. We got off my La Z Boy and got completely undressed. The tv was off now and the dog upstairs sleeping. If we. With the vibe still buzzing happily away on the highest setting, I try to walk normally on my five-inch wedges, but end up stumbling and tripping on invisible rocks. Some people laugh and roll their eyes, thinking I've drunk way too much hard cider. At least he has some sense to pull me into a line for the Ferris wheel, which isn't that long since the sun has set. He chuckles, mumbling softly that I should pull myself from soaring in the clouds because I look quite silly. I reply that it'd be.