Noticing the dryness in my mouth, I decide some water would be a good thing right about now. I head to the office kitchenette, fill a cup from the wat...r cooler, and empty it in two swallows. Standing a moment there in the kitchenette, the lack of office chatter reminds me that most everyone has left for the day by now, and I chide myself that I, too, should be heading home to my wife. Instead, I return back through the hallways to my office and once again close the door. I dim down the lights. Soon her breathing turned to moans and she exclaimed, “I’m going to cum!” Her back arched and she closed her thighs around my head as she enjoyed the pleasures of her orgasm. Gina pushed me back so that she could slide off the valet. She knelt down in front of me. Looking down, I gazed at her beautiful face only inches from my rigid penis. There is something delightful and intoxicating about the combination of a female face against an erect penis. My penis twitched causing a knowing smile to. They purchased theAutobiography of Christine Jorgensen, and they weren't progressive inthat way, and certainly not in early 1970s. I found the book on abookshelf, and read it and memorized it. It became a heavily wornpaperback, and I assume mom and dad noticed that as well.Then came college and roommates, and a period of latency, which lastedthrough graduate school when I moved back home (still trying on mom'sstuff). The only time mom clearly knew about my ongoing play was when Itried on one of. They were yelling and cat calling, but I guess he couldn't tell the difference between that and the regular construction noise, so he kept saying you aren't really doing it. I said yes I was and there were 6 guys watching and he said no fucking way. he said i was lying to him and he didn't appreciate it. I said I wasn't, so he said well if one of them comes to the door I should just fuck them. I asked if it was a dare to fuck the next person that came to the door, and he said yeah sure. i said.