But just how had she, Karen Watson, got it together with the great Steve Hickman, head of Clinical Psychology? Her mother had asked who her new boy...riend was. Karen had kept quiet about him being 23 years older, and that he was a Prof. She had simply mentioned he was a Clinical Psychologist. “Very nice,” her mother had responded, “would you please pass my magazine?” So, it was hardly surprising that Karen couldn’t believe it. But back to that glow within her pussy. . They were only a two hour flight away but compared to living in the same street as him, it felt like another continent. James was now 18 but you wouldn’t have guessed it when you looked at him. He was 5ft 9’ and rather thin. He had quite a feminine physique which he hated. His best friend, Jack, however was a different story. He was 6ft 3 and built, many days spent at the gym and buffed up into a hunk of a guy. Yet despite these differences, they were best friends and spent almost every waking. I wanted to shout I don ;t fucking wear clothes like these ass hole ,but at the same time I wanted to cry.,I felt so stupid and I had let him down,God I hope that wasn ;t part of my pay check going out of the window.What the fuck is wrong with you idiot I said to myself, your here to get fucking paid, who gives a shit about him and his smug fucking attitude, but I could feel my eyes tearing up as I bent over to undo my suspenders and change my G string to go on top not underneath them, there. “I’m really tired, Julia, I think I’m heading upstairs. Can you save the vacuuming for later?” “Oh, sure. Want me to suck your cock before you go to bed?” Her immaculately manicured hands were suddenly around my throbbing dick. I couldn’t help but respond as she tugged lightly, then she kissed my cheek lightly. “You’re a jealous minx, aren’t you…” I observed. She dropped to her knees and took my hard nine inches into her mouth, deep throating me. I could feel the head of my cock going down.