"It was a speech she'd given me more than once.It was early fall and we were in my new office. I'd recently been given a promotion. It was largely in ...art to a big project I'd completed over the summer with Kay's help. She'd been an intern at our office.She'd been a huge asset to the company and there'd been an offer for her to stay on part-time, but she'd declined once classes started so she could focus on her studies. This was her first visit back to the office. She was dressed in a blue and. She just snuggled into me and moaned. I felt her hand reach down and cup my balls. She began gently pulling and squeezing them. I felt myself getting close to orgasm, so I slowed it down. I didn't want to finish so quickly."Uncle Jimmy, keep stroking it. Tell me what you're thinking about as you stroke it." I'm thinking about you inviting me into your bedroom when your parents are gone. You pull me into your bedroom and begin kissing me passionately. I feel your boobs pressed against me and you. Her tall frame, her long blond hair, her small hard breasts with protruding nipples, her rock-hard butt, her slight tan lines; there was so much to see and admire. She focused her eyes on the space in between Grace’s legs. She saw her small pussy lips hanging in between her short fuzzy blond curls. Elizabeth, Grace’s classmate, was a reserved upper-class girl but clearly appreciated the raw confronting nakedness on display. She moved further into the darkness as Grace came closer. To her. We found a furnished one within walking distance for $50 per month. That was cheaper than paying $40 each for separate rooms.Our parents would not approve this until they saw the apartment. It had only one bedroom, so Sandra and I discussed how we would work the sleeping arrangements to satisfy our parents. There was a pull out sofa in the only other room (there was a little kitchenette at one end plus a bathroom off the bedroom). We decided we could tell our parents that we would take turns.