Of course, I had suffered the depths of despair with the breaking up with Tiffany, my little sister's best friend. That was a period I was trying my b...st to forget because I had become incredibly attached to the anally-oriented young girl with the winning smile.Everything seemed to be on track for me these days and I even had a date with Mrs. Stern for this evening that included her introducing me to her newly purchased "toy" that she gleefully demonstrated on almost every visit to her happy. She squatted down and at first I thought she was taking a piss until I saw that what was splashing out of Her was clear!Gran joined me on the floor and we cuddled in the puddle.Several minutes later,Gran got up and went to the closet to get the mop. After cleaning up she looked at me and I noticed she had a worried expression on her face."Baby? Are You OK?" Oh My God,Gran! That was Fantastic! Can We do it again? Please?!" Of course We can! Any time You want to We can do it. You don't even have. But no position would work! My throbbing shaft was rubbing painfully against the cotton and I was sure the material could not stretch any further!I quickly looked around the office. Jen was out at a meeting and was not meant to be back for a good few hours. Liz had called in sick. I sat there trying to convince myself that what I was about to do was okay, and that I would not be caught. I knew it was crazy. There were people working in the adjacent rooms. Anyone could walk in. But with every. I let her uncover me when my erection has died down a bit. It's still quite big though, but lying on the top of my left thigh. As she uncovers me and turns her back, I am able to very quickly massage it so that it gets bigger.As she washes my body, I find this quite a turn on, and more blood flows into my penis. When she washes and dries my penis, even more blood flows into it and it starts to lift up. (Since our chat in mid-December, she rarely covers my erection up now, even if I produce a.