She curled into him like a helpless kitten with her hands on his chest. He took her hand, feeling better and bolder and was about to lead her upstairs...when she started leading him downstairs instead.She was looking around to see if anyone noticed.They were in a basement with a low ceiling and a few washing machines.She pulled him further in.“Still mad at me?” she asked in a pipsqueak voice, tugging on her T-shirt, that cute belly button exposed againRoger was about to shake his head no, but the. We are making love like crazy. This isn't a fuck by any means. She tells me she loves me, and I tell her the same. For the first time in my life I believe it when I hear it and mean it when I say it. It was the best sexual highlight of my entire life, and still is. We grinded and pumped and kissed and hugged like seasoned lovers. For something so blatantly wrong, this felt fucking incredible. I could feel her pussy tighten like a vice as her orgasm crept up, as I pulled my cock out all the way. “Are you okay Madam?”“Fine …..” she barely said. “Now get out..” she said mustering all her strength. Just as Shalini left my boss to let an out a huge breath and a quiet moan. Quiet but a helpless moan.Below, she just exploded. Juices just squirted out of her pussy. My face was covered with her love juices and I saw my boss breathing heavily, clutching her table staring at me with an expression of disbelief. I pushed back her chair, stood up and locked the door. I went to her, grabbed her and. I.T. a month ago, but my research grant lasted until the end of June and I've spent the extra month just playing with some interesting engineering problems with my thesis advisor and having a great time. The Paris trip will be over the Fourth of July week, and then Monday, July 9'th I start working for a small engineering firm on Glenwood Avenue in Cambridge. It's less than a mile from my old dorm and less than two miles from our home. My starting salary is $69k, a bit on the low end of the.