She was in an office room masturbating to an orgasm. Her mouth open, forming an O. Her pussy, tight, wet, wrapped around a light blue dildo. I bit my ...ip, imagining how she would be in bed. Imagining her moaning my name. I felt my cock growing, as I started to get very horny. I read the text at the bottom of the screen. ’10 out of 10 guys didn’t recognize the T-Rex.’ I bursted out laughing as I looked just to the left of her, in the office window was a T-Rex looking through the window. ‘Lol. We chatted for a few minutes, she asked for my name, I did the same. I’m about 5’8”, 34 y.o., not bad looking but a charmer and could tell that she was somewhat attracted to me the way she was smiling and talking to me. Something I didn’t pick up the first time we talked. This time, she seemed much more interested. So anyways, I was done picking up my clothes so I left.I later tried to go to the gym at about the same time I remembered her going which was around 7:30pm and tried to stay there. He is part of his local Surf Live Saving Club so has an amazing speedo tan, if anything it looks a little fake/Trumpish. Short dark hair on his head, a little chest hair but not too much. Paul is married, has two kids and rarely satisfies his gay tendencies. He did have a bit of a regular fuck buddy who was in a similar position to him (married, with kids). The guy was also a member of the Surf Life Saving Club and Paul has explained to me how that all happened and if I get his permission, I’d. Dr. Everhardt, I presumed. Curly dark hair, square jaw with a cleft, and a classic Roman nose. Could have been a movie star. Probably popular with his female patients. My mind leapt to a projected fantasy, Dr. Everhardt standing between some patient's spread thighs, a warm, inviting vagina staring him straight in the face. What willpower he must have to deal with temptations of the flesh.Doc looked at me. Odd to see a man in his office. I was about to tell him who I was and why I was there when.