He had gotten into a routine of setting me up with good contact for my babysitting business and extracting my gratitude on my knees under his desk. So...etimes I was under there slurping away while he spoke to the parishioners that were totally unaware of my oral efforts under the desk. It was a real turn-on for me because I dreaded the embarrassment of being caught in such a compromising position by some righteous mature lady with old-fashioned values.The bed and breakfast where I was living. Mijn pik was hard geworden van dit geile tafereel en voorzichtig deed ik mijn rits open, ondertussen zag ik dat juffrouw zwartjes in haar witte BH en jarretels de onderbroek van mijnheer Vermeulen naar beneden trok en hem begon te pijpen. Wat geil was dit omdat ik dit met mijn vriend Paul ook had gedaan en dus het gevoel kende maar ik had nog nooit een pijpende vrouw had gezien behalve in seks boekjes, langzaam begon ik ook met mijn pik te spelen want er was al behoorlijk veel voorvocht. It was nearly dark outside, but I know some neighboring cars got a glimpse. They saw his hand groping me and pinching my stiff nipples. I got wetter.We finally arrived and I grabbed my bag as we got out of the car. Lube, condoms (better to have and not need, than need and not have he told me), my jeweled plug, a towel, mints, and hand sanitizer. "The essentials" I had said to myself while getting ready. The parking lot was packed. He held my hand as we walked in and a few heads in the. “Will you put in a good word for me so I might get a bonus for this week?" He kissed me good night and told me he would see that I was taken care of in the right way..."Rob will do you right." Just as Glen went out the door it hit me, my god I didn't use a condom, oh shit, in the 90's all you heard about was AIDS and people dieing left and right from the stuff. I had better get with him the first thing in the morning and I better see a doctor real quick, if he has not.