I crossed my fingers. I then went home to take a long cold shower.The next day. I walked to my new office. I had a pair of tan khakis on. A simple bla...k golf shirt, with my name on the upper right pocket. A wore some simple black shoes on my feet. I left my underwear and socks in my dresser. I opened the door at 10am. About five minute later. There was a knock at the front door. I opened it up. There was a very tall, skinny girl outside. I invited her right into my office. I had a script from a. " "Yes sir!" Heading down the hall, Futaba suddenly felt the need to use the restroom. Forgetting how he was dressed, he entered the girls bathroom. One girl exited a stall and stared. "Oh my!" How screams got the attention of the other girls as Futaba nervously ran out of the ladies room and into the mens. There, a different pitch of voices screamed. "what's the - oh." his hand reached up and touched a woman's breast. He didn't realize he had changed while changing. He knew this was one of her erogenous zones from their chats. His first kiss on her thighs sent sparks flying up her leg, thru her pussy and breasts and ran straight to her head. She moaned loudly with pleasure, as his tongue got closer to her now soaking wet pussy. Her hips started to move faster trying to meet his tongue. Mike spread her legs farther apart. He looked at her and smiled, his cock now rock hard. He licked his lips briefly and then gave quick lick up her slit. “Oh my God,”. ” “Sure does.” “If done properly,” I added. “I definitely have a different opinion of you now. Not better or worse. You just seemed very not someone I thought would bring up spanking. I just didn’t expect it from you based on the rest of our messages. You weaved it into the conversation in a very benign way.” I thought back to an earlier comment she had made, describing herself. I adopted her words, and responded. “Well, even a naggy bitch deserves to be treated with genuine consideration and.