One was empty. In the other an older guy, maybe early 40s was stroking his cock. I was watching getting very hard when he saw me. He stood up and came...over and slid his cock through the wall, a good eight inches. I wasn’t sure what to do when I heard him whisper ‘suck it’. I thought ‘no one knows me here, why not?’ I wrapped my hand around it and squeezed it. I heard him moan and he pushed it further through the hole. I took the head in my mouth and ran my tongue around it before taking it. Did she waver for a second? It was hard to tell, but I thought I saw a brief hesitation. I knew from experience that Julia hated being ordered around.Julia came back into the room carrying two long stemmed glasses of some kind. She smiled as she handed one to me."What the fuck is this? I demanded. "It sure as hell isn't beer, or a frosty mug for that matter." No, it's champagne," corrected Julia. "I thought it would be nice to begin our liaison with a toast. You've always wanted me and tonight. We'd discussed virtually everything in the past, there were no taboos. Allof the (to my mind) shocking, embarrassing fantasies that I harboured,fantasies I'd tried to repress but that just never went away...we talkedabout them all, with no judgement, no lecherous comments, just acceptanceand understanding. I understood now, with Richards guidance, that thesedesires were actually not that uncommon, that I shouldnt beat myself upover having them and also that they would never, ever go away. Like. Born too late it doesn’t seem she will ever find one. Wishing she lived in a previous century she reluctantly returns to her research. As she enters the library a tall, distinguished figure waiting beside the checkout counter moves, without apparent haste, to her side. ‘Hi there, Miz Blunt,’ he says. ‘Why Professor Tobin it’s good to see you again. How are you? How’s your wife?’ ‘Oh, I’m fine. Can’t say about Kate, though. She’s my ex-wife now.’ Aha! He’s quite a turn on with his tight ass and.