" A bit hoarsely I replied, "Gee Thanks Brit. No, really though I'm fine." I smiled a very content smile, "I've certainly got some good details to...share. But I think it should probably wait until I've had some sleep." Brit noticed the quantity of cum on my face, neck and clothes. Giggling she replied, "No doubt. Well, my little Tabby Cat, Let's get you home, are you parked nearby?" "Just around the corner," I said. I led Brittany to my car and she drove me home. I lay down in the. I moved across the floor, swinging my hips to the music, hands grabbed at my ass but I was too tired to care. The feeling of flesh against flesh, the musty stench of cologne, I was getting turned on, Jesus, I needed to get laid. “I can smell your sex from across the room baby.” My breath caught, I could feel him behind me, his breath on my exposed neck. I turned, “My sex? Really smooth, you use that pick up line often?” To my surprise it was Mark. He stared at me idly and started running his. I had been there about ten minutes when I saw the window pop up.GS: Well hello lady in blue. How was your day?Me: boring ... How about yours?GS: also boring.Me: well tonight I have some work to do, so I won't be here very long.GS: well thats too bad. Are you going to be doing anything fun?Me: no just paperwork, but it has to be done.GS: I'll bet you write a wicked update. I expect people are just dying to read them.Me: Yeah I probably should be working on one of those. Well got to run details. Want to write how it’s going to make me do some very naughty things after work but, nahh.Fine. It’s done. Scored and reviewed. Logged off. Curiosity satisfied. Your curiosity might be satisfied, but that surging fullness in your loins is begging to differ. No, begging isn’t the right word. Demanding, yes.Suddenly the story page is up on my screen again and I’m totally mainlining on his words. Just tie me off and give me the needle already. I’m trembling all over with pure pharmaceutical quality.