If you wanted a cheaper blowjob you could take your chances at the glory holes, behind which were supposed to be women. You paid the floor manager, st...ck your cock through the hole and would receive a blowjob. The rumor was that the very old, the very young, the ugly, and even men were on the other side. That's where I met my wife, Marilisa. She was only 17 then and one of the most popular girls in the bar. She told me that some of the girls behind the glory holes were just k**s. Hey, that's. Ultimately it does not matter how humble someone is, when the list gets to a certain length you inevitably feel that little bit of sick at the back of your throat. It was not like I was a slouch, I had got top marks in my exams and had represented the school in a couple of sports, winning several medals and trophies along the way. I had also won the heart of and married the most beautiful, vibrant girl in my home town ahead of bigger, more handsome and far more eligible competitors.~~~~~I first. But movers seemed to have little if any shame.Lissa stared at her mother with concern. "Are you okay Mom?"Dahra recovered. "Sure, sure. Nice dress." I thought so. I bought about a week ago with this very event in mind." Your roommate, Adran is it? Is she here?" Atelan. Yes she's here."Atelan! Can you come here a minute?"As Atelan walked into the room. She was almost as tall as Dahra, with short blonde hair, the same shade as Lissa's. She ran her fingers through her hair. Guild greeting. Dahra. ‘It’s a heavy door!’ I exclaim, letting the it close behind me. ‘That’s true.’ He agrees, eyes bright with amusement. He returns his gaze to the floor, working the handle, showing off those forearm muscles. It is so wrong to feel the hots for him. Not only is he probably at least 30 years older than me, I would upset the entire office hierarchy if I slept with the cleaning staff. They would think I’m a slut. But he’s so cute, I whine. I walk past him, clicking with the extra paper in my hand..