‘Give me a ring,’ she whispered. ‘I’ll guarantee you won’t be disappointed.’ Charlie smiled to himself as went down to join Nat and the ga...g. His first blow job and two phone numbers with tons of promise from both was not a bad evening’s work. Nat was in charge as they left to visit a few pubs where local supporters had arranged drinks. ‘Don’t get too drunk,’ he called as they hit the street. ‘There is a legal brothel down the road we’ll hit it later and celebrate by getting laid.’ It was. Before you could lose all total control of yourself, you raised yourself from my body and began to undress me, slowly removing each piece of clothing as though it cost a fortune or savoring each moment of time and the removal of each piece of clothing. Finally i lay before you as bare as the day that i came into this world. Your eyes locked onto mine as you unbuttoned your shirt and tossed it onto the bed, then you reached for your belt and i raised up and asked that you allow me. Your hands. I waited a full minute before I decided to look in. There she was sat on the toilet, her panty hose stretched round her ankles, a large dark stain on the gusset. Her dress hitched right up so her pink pussy lips were visible. She beckoned me in and to lock the door which I did. The size of the cubical meant I was no more than two feet away from her and she spread her legs further to ensure I could see what she was about to do. 'Come closer,' was all she said and I did. Her hand came up and. “Well, sir, I have nothing else to wear.” I sigh as I take my blazer off and throw it to her. You’d think that after months of fucking, she’d know by now to bring an extra set of clothes. Tight pussy, loose marbles. As she was leaving my office, she reminds me that it’s my twentieth anniversary with my wife, and that if I don’t leave now, I’ll be late for my meeting. Shit. * “Yes, Jacob, that's it. Oh, Jacob, go slower.” The eighteen-year-old senior in front of me slows down the two.