We sipped, we nibbled, we talked, oh how we talked, and we learned. Or at least some of us did. I was still caught up in the aftermath of my last clim...x, and I think I stuttered my way through it. I probably came across as an airhead.I noticed all of the attention paid to my rather prominent bosom. Guys had wonderful conversations with my boobs. I'd have to trim them back a bit. I felt like a freaking cow. A girl shouldn't feel so conspicuous, at least that way.When we got back I started. Then when she was ending her call, I went and stood near the entrance of the laboratory. She came out of store room, saw me and said to come in. I acted as I dint knew anything.all went fine that day. After that day I always use to roam around her, talk to her, crack jokes with her and after a month and so we became good friends and our talks reached to the next level. We started knowing ourselves personally, we had talks on phone too. One particular day their was a bus strike in Chennai. So. He smiled and said that "it's okay."He then said there were other things we could do. I told him again I wasn't into guys. He already had me in his hand and had me hard again. As he stroked me he grabbed some lotion from the vanity. He robbed it all over my cock and then rubbed some around his ass.He slowly dropped to his knees and took me down with him. He moved to the "all fours" position and guided my dick into his butt. I wasn't sure what to expect but it all felt great. He allowed me to. “Wow that’s wild! I imagine you had a very good time teasing her with that, huh?” He asked. “When she first returned to the table, I checked to make sure it worked of course,” I replied, grinning at the memory. “After the initial test, I for the most part refrained from activating the vibe, less than a half dozen times. The best part was occasionally reaching below the table as if I was going to turn it on, teasing her, which was especially fun to do whenever our waiter would approach the.