“I was just wondering how much longer you have to work late on Thursdays.” “I have told you before, until I get my promotion. It should not be ...uch longer. Our project is supposed to wrap up next month which is good because internal postings usually happen the next month.” Tina turned back to the sink and busied herself as I quietly opened the package and swallowed the pill. “Okay. Well Dad, it looks like it is just the two of us again then tonight. You want to go do something this. I met Linda when she and I entered high school, and I admired her, OK, to be honest, lusted after her from the start. She had a pretty face, long legs and a killer body.I was fourteen and she was about a half-year older, not that it made any difference. She was sexually experienced and relaxed while I was sexual ignorant and very nervous around girls.I got pledged by a jock fraternity, illegal of course, and Linda joined what we called the "sub-debs," the stuck-up bitches that ruled our. She took the cut crystal tumbler and held it to the light, watching the sparkle through the amber liquid and then smelling the peaty aroma before taking a large gulp.“Tell me!” she said simply.Well the good news is, they are arranging for a telephone to be fitted into the lift so that what happened last night won’t happen again.“And?”“And the bad news is that, although the emergency power can’t operate the lift, it can operate the emergency lighting, the air conditioning and…….”“And?”“And the. She kept her head away from the gear shift in the floor, bobbing her face down to take all of him in and dripping her juicy drool about his balls. Her efforts soaked his crotch thoroughly. He was used to that with her. Besides, spit always dried clean.Finally she had squirmed her body around, sprawled her bent right leg back against the seat, and twisted her cotton panties aside. Under her plaid skirt she fondled her slit to fruition as his spunk spewed out and slightly gagged her. She took it.