”“My married name – Richard, what have you done?”I pulled it out of my pocket and got down on one knee, in front of Caroline, and said, throug... eyes that were moistening, “Miss Caroline O’Hara ... I’ve loved you for so long, although I’ve only expressed it recently. Will you do me the honor of becoming my wife, for as long as we love one another, for all time and eternity, together forever?”You should’ve seen the look on her face of absolute shock. It took her a moment to realize what was. I felt her hand on my dick after few minutes. She came near me and told that she had a surprise for me and she opened her bag kept her panty on my lap. I immediately took out my bag and kept it in my bag.I asked her why had removed her panty and when she did it. She said she removed while before coming put of the office and she didn’t feel like wearing it. She then unzipped my pant and pulled my dick out. No one could notice it as I had covered it with my bag. She started stroking it and I. We were able to talk openly to one couple where seemed to be in their late forties,I was 26, who had been swinging for about ten years. They didn't seem like sex perverts and I enjoyed our talk with them. Most of the couples were in their upper thirties and the oldest were in their early sixties. There was one other couple that was near our age.So we talked with everyone for about an hour and then we noticed people were pairing off. Some went outside to sit in the back yard to talk and didn't. Is there any career choice that won'tturn me into a blowjob machine?I put half a bottle of shampoo in my fucking enormous mane of hair andbegin the arduous process of washing it. Things they don't talk aboutin Pantene commercials.Okay, so I need a career in which I don't touch anyone and also don'tneed an identity. As an asset I've got a completely bitchin' bod.Playboy model? Lots of money, but also lots of attention. Plus, I haveto touch photographers at some point. I might end up as one of.