If it's not to your liking, tell me and I will pass it along. She made me do it...Well, I'll just blame it all on Larry Blanke! He got me started on m...ny adventures, including a coed group skinny-dipping at the Holyrood Lake. There I was, minding my own business (another line that I always wanted to use to start a story) playing pool and actually winning, when he came in flashing his money. He had found a job with an Oilfield Electric Contractor in Great Bend, KS just 30 miles from our home. When Stephen and I started working together properly last term I hoped it might make you jealous but it didn't seem to. He started to complain about all the distractions when we were working at your house: the noise of the television, the piano, clattering in the kitchen, you and Sally talking loudly and so on. He persuaded me to do the majority of our work at his place. He obviously had designs on me but played me slowly and gently. Apart from our shared interest in aeronautics we didn't have. Then i slide my mouth back up over the veiny shaft. My lips circling his tip gently, he bucks up toward my lips, wanting to feel his tool back in my warm mouth, like a couple that snuggles together in the cool morning. But, i tease him and hold my lips at the crown of his cock. Letting the cool air touch His sensitive shaft. He growls at me, and tells me he needs to have His cock inside of me.He rolls me over, lays me on my side and guides himself into me. Slowly he slips his already hard cock. I was totally lost in that photo. I have no idea how long I stood there staring at the picture, wanting it to be real, to see her move, to hear her voice. I didn’t hear Phyllis return nor did I hear her tell her secretary that we were not to be disturbed for ANY REASON AT ALL. I realized that she was back when she put her hand on my shoulder and said, ‘I didn’t think of those being there. I should have removed them.’ I ignored what she said and said, ‘Her name is Katherine.’ It was a statement.