’ See? Guilty! Colette’s face said it all: Yes I know you’d love to and I know what you’d love to! At that moment Kieran Walsh passed my open...door, stopped, scowled and passed on. I knew he thought I was guilty, especially with Colette’s thigh intimidating me at close quarters on my desk. Her voice said, ‘It’ll be at my place a week on Thursday – Des makes his farewell appearance this week. We usually go straight from work and have dinner together. Would that suit you?’ I remembered Zena never. She had rebuffed him, telling him it was wrong. Now she realized she was having doubts. All around her women and men were engaged in various sex acts, some of a more normal bent, others totally bizarre. What got her attention was the fact that most of the participants seemed to be truly enjoying themselves. Could her parents, her church, and even she have been wrong all these years? The woman on the table cried out in what was obvious pleasure, her muscles twitching. After a few minutes she got. It was somehow empowering and sexy. I bobbed my mouth up and down his dick like a porn star. He didn’t tell me that he was about to cum, but by the way he was breathing and the way his legs were shaking, I knew. In that instant I also knew I would let him, no make him, cum in my mouth. Then, his warm, salty sperm began to flow. It didn’t exploded into my mouth as I maybe imagined, but more flowed, filling me. Oh so wonderfully filling me, with his essence until it spilled out from between my. THE APARTMENTWe didn't much like where we lived, but other than that, we settled in fine. A few weeks before finals, Carole, one of the girls in the mini-dorm, moved into a furnished apartment with three other girls, when their fourth roommate gave up and went home. Carole found Jen during finals, telling her two of the roommates were leaving right after finals, and asking if she'd like to take over renting a bed. Jen said she thought she and I might like to rent them both. That night, we met.