We walked together to the lunchroom to get a cup of tea. People stared at us as we walked. I pretended to ignore it, but secretly I loved it. I wonder...d if they were staring at my new look or the fact that I was in the company of another person. It didn't matter. I knew that by noon, I would be the topic of every gossip conversation in the office. We returned to our office with our tea and began our day's work.At 9 o'clock I received a call from Mr. Jacobs. He congratulated me on our success in. Get ready."With that he was gone. Karla couldn't believe what she had just agreed to. She had most definitely gotten herself in above her head this time. Questions started darting through her mind; what did he mean by Homey's? How many people were going to be there? Was she to be a part of a gangbang? She had never been in a gangbang let alone a black one. Could she do it? Is it true that all black men have big cocks? How big were the cocks that were going to be fucking her later today? Could. I wanted a man’s tongue on my clit, sucking it, biting it. While his fingers explore my insides. My circling got faster. Once I asked my ex-boyfriend to suck on my clit, but he just looked at me like I was speaking a different language, and sulked at such a demand. I forced the memory of him to the side and went back to my body. The hand still pinching and squeezing my breast instantly moved away, heading straight for my tight hole. They eased their way in. Slowly in and out, each thrust. She felt hotter and hotter as the seconds ticked off the clock. Her face felt flushed. She’d love it, right now, if she was with him, intimately, and doing naughty, naughty things with him. “I’d be more then happy, more then willing to ‘explore’ this with you of course. Let me know, will you?” For all he knew it could have been a guy sending it but her email address had suggested it was a girl, a horny one at that, who’d sent that picture to him. Whether or not he was concerned didn’t seem to.