It was a friday night. He was on my couch. I was in front of him pulling off his black shorts. He had no underware on, his 18 year old cock sprung out...and stood full. I went after it with a hunger. I wasted no time getting him in my mouth. His cock was long. Not a hair on him still. Michael moaned as he rythmically thrust his hips as I sucked. His breathing got faster as I pulled off of him and stroked him to catch my own breath. Precum flowed from his cock as I quickly licked it and swallowed. .' I quip back, still not bringing my eyes away from the phone. We'd been flirting for months, but we were both in long term relationships, so had never taken it further. I can feel you close by, standing behind me..almost touching me. I turn around to look at meet your gaze, willing myself to be brave enough to hold it. Your gorgeous brown eyes are looking deep into mine, and I know I wont be able to control myself. You are much closer now, so close you are almost leaning against me. We both. I told myself I was just horny and he was a reasonably attractive, if bland guy. Then again, that probably described me also.I spent the rest of the weekend stewing. I was horny, confused, and tired of myself. On top of it, my soon-to-be ex texted me that she was “sorry” and that I’d be served with the papers on Monday morning. She “hoped” we could do it painlessly. I only replied that I hoped so also. What else was there to say.She was as good as her word, as the server was waiting for me at. Whist Mr Taylor was in the toilet Daisy put some lipstick on and pulled her stockings up as she could feel them slipping down her thighs, 'Mr Taylor sorry I didn't hear you come back in' her skirt was still up round her waste and her black stockings were on full show. Mr Taylors face went red and he was breathing heavy, ' I like your skirt just as it is, leave it like that' he demanded. Mr Taylor unbuttoned his belt and his trousers fell to the floor, Daisy could see his huge erection through.