It was at a conference in Manchester. I had met up with her friend Robins husband Richard purely by accident. We were at two separate conferences in t...e city. Manchester United was playing a German club in a European final and the city had been fully booked by away fans. Richard and I were lucky to find a double room to share. We had a meal and probably a few too many whiskeys before we retired to our room. I showered first and threw on a robe to watch the news. Richard took a shower, but. He put the bottle back, took an ice cube from the bucket and picked up the glass. He walked back to her. 'Suck this,' he said, handing her the ice cube. She put it into her mouth. Immediately cool ice water began to pour down her dry throat. He put the champagne glass to her lips. 'Take a sip.' The sharp liquid fizzed over the melting ice reviving her. He took the glass away, drained it and put it down. 'Now that your mouth is clean I want you to use it to clean my cock.' His cock jutted out. "We have to get back." I like studying here," Mary said. She got up and stretched. "I'd rather be outside like this, even on a dreary day, then cooped up inside. I think I get a lot more studying done."The spyeye followed us back through the door. It turned one way while we went another. I could see at least a dozen more. Jared thought we'd see a lot the first few days, but that number would diminish as the novelty wore off. There'd always be a few around, though, something we'd have to get. Mom, see what I mean about us, we click somehow, but not on a romantic level, it's purely platonic." Samantha, I think we need to get going so I can find out more about this genius you have hooked up with. That reminds me, you had to have been IQ tested when you entered high school, right? Do you remember the results?" Yes, Ma'am, I was told it was 110, but I think it has increased some since then, why?" I think I would like to test you again. I think you have far exceeded that number. When.