It was nearly nine in the morning when Jim took the stairs to the third floor and walked down the hall to Professor Stark's office. He was surprised w...en his secretary wasn't there and it looked like she hadn't arrived to work that day. Jim reasoned that in the couple of weeks between the end of the Spring Semester and the opening of the Summer Session a lot of employees would be on vacation.The inner door to Professor Stark's office was ajar. Jim ventured past the secretary's desk and knocked,. "White thong mate" Tommo answered.The guys jeered before one of the builders added "I'd fuck her all over! Bet she's a dirty little bitch as well!"There were grunts of agreement before another said "She used to come to the site a while back, had some good wanks about her!" Several of the guys agreed they had too.My cock was straining in my jeans. This was the first time I had heard my Girlfriend spoken about in such a way, somewhat compounded by the guys all being much older, in their late 30's. Both our orgasms were audible on the Richter scale, my own being higher, it had been a long time coming, but it was a bit of a knee jerker just the same."Coffee", I asked him as I stepped from my pyjamas bottom's now at my ankles, and bunched on the floor? He walked into the living room, turned back and looking over his shoulder, saying, "Yes", as he pushed through the swing door.I was naked as I followed him in, feeling he had earned his cup, and then, as I went into the room, I stood. Khalid yelled to them that he would have them quartered for being cowards and deserting their posts, but they paid no heed and vanished. Then they knew why the soldiers were running. They had no time to run, and wished they had. She struck Khalid across the face. It was a gentle slap with her right arm, and his head flew off his shoulders and landed on the roof of the very structure they had been fucking the prostitutes in. Khalid’s body slumped down, his sword hand still curled around the.