“Well I see you like that you slut” she said. “Yes Mistress” Cathy said, and she looked over at me. Her eyes were wide and her face glowing. C...thy was told to remain bent over the bench. The Mistress (I never did learn her name) walked over to a large cupboard and I saw her take out a harness with a dildo attached. It was huge. I estimated it at 10” long and thick. Cathy had wanted a big cock. I thought she was about to get her wish – in spades.The mistress put on the strap-on. My cock was. That there is so much paperwork setting around. They suggested the conference room would be better. We enter and the lights are turned on. There's a long table, chairs around it. Two long leather benches along the wall. One side of the room was just black glass. The other side that ran along the hall was clear glass. We all sat around the table talking for a bit. (The chairs are on rollers.) The guy pulls my chair toward him and starts rubbing my legs. Here we go. He says, come here, he wants. ’ ‘Oh, what happened, get hurt?’ I looked over at her and caught her eye again, surprised at her genuine interest. ‘No, not hurt, just not good enough. I mean that was the dream, but one day I just looked in the mirror and realized that no matter what I did, I just didn’t have it. At that point I buckled down and started taking school more serious, so in the end, I’m okay with moving on.’ ‘So if baseball’s not your future, what is?’ ‘Well, I’m getting my degree in marketing, so I hope to. The song ends and Igive him a peck on the cheek and say thank's and walk back to my table. My date asked me how the dance was and I told him that I was horny and that guy wanted to fuck me. My date surprised me when he said "you should let him". We sit there for a few minutes drinking our drinks and chatting and laughing with people as they walk by. The next slow song comes on and my first dance partner returns and asks for another dance,which I oblige. As we dance,he once again grinds himself.