There was one part of me that didn't want a relationship with you because you were a coworker--if we ever broke up, it could result in an unpleasant o...fice environment. I once had to make a big decision on something like that a couple of years ago, and I didn't like doing it. Anyway, I didn't want an office relationship. However, there was another part of me that always wanted to have a real girl friend. You were close to the ideal for me--more so than any other person I've ever met."I paused,. It's too sullied to do it to you this way."Debbie had a tiny smile on the corner of her lips, but said, "I'm cheap, I know." No, you're not," Franc said, "You're only as cheap as you want, or think of yourself, to be." Thanks," Debbie said, "You're sweet." She gave him a sweet smile."Will I be too noisy if I ask you about your singing job back in Pittsburgh?" Franc asked, "You don't have to tell me if it's inappropriate." I knew you would ask," Debbie said."Well," he said with a smirk, "May be. Muttering the word ‘sorry’, I fell back onto my seat. The violist looked at me with a smirk. It was hard to wonder what’s on his mind. When the audience dismissed themselves from the concert hall, the next ‘performance’ came autograph signing from the show’s star performer. What felt like an eternity, the violist finished signing leaving me and Denise as the final two. After Denise got the violist’s autograph, she looked at me and the violist annoyed before excusing herself when the violist. It was all more than I could bear, and I shouted out as my pussy flowed my juices all over Clinton's cock. "Cum inside me, baby! Please!" I pleaded to him. With that, his cock exploded, spraying his hot seed inside my cunt. He leaned against my back, as we watched the couple below us orgasm together. We walked to the bedroom, hand in hand, and he laid me on the bed. Clinton stripped off his clothes and padded into the bathroom. I heard water running in the soaker tub, and saw steam coming from.