Williams, may I have a word with you?" Certainly." The speakerphone cut leaving only the two of them, "Yes, Ms. Beaugoud?" Are you ok?" she asked him....Am I..." he nearly exploded but regained control of his voice quickly, "I'm fine. I hope you are doing well this morning. How ever many specialists you may be seeing." Only one. I needed a moment to think more than anything else. I got that last night. I don't want you to worry, alright? Did you get any sleep last night?" I had a long talk with. When she swallowed the wine, Laura swallowed cock as well. The eroticism of Laura’s almost public oral sex caught Greg immediately and he added his juice to the wine. They kissed and began their lunch meal. “Try a taste of this.” The lovers played, ate, kissed, touched various sensitive body parts and generally enjoyed a slow sensual afternoon meal. Neither was in a hurry. Laura put two grapes in her mouth before kissing Greg. They passed grapes back and forth with tongues; finally each eating. I pondered why did she want me to goback to the beauty salon? For what? Anyway, I thought that it would beOK to do so over my lunch hour.As I looked in my closet to find something pink. I remembered that myex-wife had purchased a pink dress shirt for me several years ago. Idid not like it because it was from her, so I never wore it. I hadplaced it in the back of the closet and it was still there. I put it onand headed out for work, when I remembered that Sara's email instructedme to also carry. But it was like a game to me to see how many places I could cum in: Fast food places were great; nearly any place on campus with a bench or chair. While in undergrad there were probably two or three dozen places in that college town where I enjoyed My Public/Private Pleasure. After graduation I got a lucrative job as a software developer, and continued to use masturbation to cope with stress. Fortunately the dress code was casual and jeans were cool. I would dress for work with a panty-liner.