Whatever might happen next day, next week, next…she didn't want to think about that… But tonight, if he took her, it had to be her he was with. Th...s was the dangerous corner. Would they turn it?Her vagina was wet with longing for him, but still she made no move, then quietly he spoke. "Oh gran, I've wanted you so – want you – you've no idea how I've longed for you. If I could…if we could…" His voice choked, he couldn't go on. It was enough. The commitment had been made. She reached for his. ” The shouting outside doesn’t grab much of your attention, it’s nothing new, you’ve over-heard the same conversation several times today. Cassandra had called John to her office more times than you could count and each and every instance had ended with the young girl being reproached at a volume which the entire building couldn’t fail to notice. You almost feel sorry for her. It was hard for a new employee to learn the ropes at this company, not least in sales where the people you work with. Valerie pushed two fingers inside of her, watching the flutter of pleasure in her omega’s eyes. She thrust in and out with her fingers before drawing them out. “Open.” Andrea opened her mouth and Valerie slid the fingers, wet with Andrea’s own juices still, inside. “Suck,” Valerie ordered, and Andrea did, her tongue cleaning Valerie’s fingers sweetly. She pulled her fingers out and kissed Andrea again, lapping at the taste on her tongue. “Delicious,” she said lowly. She stepped away, walked. .no...Mom?”“Two days ago, Beck...no...three...I think,” I wasn’t in any better shape than my daughter but I was older and had more practice.Wait...that’s a lie...I hadn’t been this drunk since...umh...the Custer Shoot...and suddenly I missed David. That set me off. I sobbed. The father of Beck’s sweat-shirted student commiserated, responding with a hug. I soaked his shirt.That resulted in apologies. The apologies led to a suggestion. The suggestion soon led to the idea that maybe sex would.