"I blushed. Did she know? My hands instinctively went to hide the bra. Howcould she see it through my shirt?She wondered about my behaviour, looking p...zzled. "I'm just fooling," sheassured me.I managed a nervous laugh. "Yeah. Me too. My figure. I get it."I fumbled with the chocolate, putting it on the desk.She grinned. "You're weird, Larry. But in a cute way. Your next interviewis here."She stepped aside and a woman about our own age walked in."This is-" Abbie began, but I finished the sentence. She hadlots of gay friends, and said most of them wanted to get into my pants, soit could be easily arranged. I told her no, that I wasn't attracted tomen. She smiled at me, and said "but we both know you love to get fucked.And take it from me, a real cock feels so much better than a fake one."And she leaned in close to whisper "and it will turn me on so much to seemy sexy bitch boy take it up the ass". I hated that it turned me on whenshe talked to me like that. It didn't take much more. I was going to enter her cunt, which glistened in the lamp light. She said, "Just for a bit - get your cock wet and put it in my ass!" THAT would explain the bar of soap up MY ass, followed by her finger. I obliged, soaking my cock in her flowing slit and then penetrating her beautiful ass. She really responded to the ass-fucking. I played with her tits, offering her one at a time for her to lick and suck. She did so with vigor, and I got exceptionally hard.We fucked with abandon, shaking the. Herself!”Suddenly a plan formulated in the back of his head, and he turned his gaze to Lynn, who wore an expression of discomfort, and gave her a wink.“Rachel, I love you”, he said softly, kissing her neck as he did, “I’ve always loved you, Rachel”Rachel’s eyes widened and she hugged Will tightly, “I love you too, Will”“Rachel?”“Yes, Will”“I love you so much, I wish I could hug you back, and I wish we could make love again. Can you please let me go?”“Yes, Will”, Rachel replied, kissing Will on.