“Don’t even go there, my friend.” I had been caught ogling an attractive lady. “But she has such a nice car.” I told him, trying to deflect ...y slight embarrassment with a little humor. He told me her name was Jeanine. She was married. Her husband of two years worked construction somewhere in the mid-west. And for the last two years she had been the secretary to the guy responsible for implementing this new concept in dorm living. I looked closer and saw the wedding ring. I assumed that the guy. Akansha then got up and started unzipping my pants. She wasted no time in taking my dick in her mouth and she started sucking my dick. She was using her hands excellently while blowing my dick and my god it was an amazing feeling. The way she was sucking my dick felt like she had already taken a lot of dicks in her mouth before mine. She was gradually blowing my dick faster and faster. I was on clould nine and her blowjob was mind-blowing. My dick was completely wet midway through the blowjob.. As we ordered dessert, she turned to the matter at hand. “I know that house would be a wonderful deal for you. I’m familiar with the rental market, and it would rent in a minute.”“Yes, I know,” I answered. I said no more. She was nosing around to see if I would buy the house as-is. As-is, meaning without any bonus features.“So are you interested?”“I am, with the right conditions.”“Meaning?” she asked.“Meaning that I want to make love to you. I think you are beautiful. I know we both. Close your eyes and let my hand give you pleasure. I know, you love the feel of my hand."She continued her slow deliberate stroking and with her lips against my ear she continued her hypnotic whispering, "Just lie still. That's it. Let my hand sooth you. You know that you don't have any right to accuse me of infidelity because you don't have any proof and that's it. You don't have any proof. Do you?" No. I don't."All the while she's whispering in my ear, there is the squishy, rhythmic sound of.