“I’m very sorry to interrupt,” I said to the man, who appeared a little surprised perhaps at Brian’s barking command to me. “Come in, Kryste...ah,” Brian said with a sigh. I came all the way inside the office and swallowed. I flashed a nervous, apologetic smile at the client. “Krystenah, this is Mr. Rose. I have been trying to meet with him for several weeks now. We just haven’t been able to coordinate our schedules. I finally got a chance to meet with him and you decided that today, of all days,. We stepped out feeling nervous, exposed, curious and excited. Our first trip to a club! We had really done it! You had a short black leatherette dress, naked underneath save for a pair of sheer black lacy stockings and black high heels. I was wearing a skimpy pair of satin shorts. Outfits that excited us in private but we never dreamt would be worn outside the privacy of our own bedroom!We had been thinking about going to a club for months. They had gone past in a blur, what was talk, what was. The receptionist's desk had been abandoned at a reasonable hour. The building directory said the art rooms were in the east wing."Hello?" My own voice echoed the question. "Is anyone here?"A lanky woman with black hair, black blouse and long black skirt came into the hallway. "Mr. Marcus?" She carried herself straight, almost stiff, with an accent that was either French or Hungarian."Yes." I completed the hike up the hall."My name is Ms. Bourgeois. Follow me, please."I entered the classroom. I didn't think much of it so I closed my eyes again. A few seconds later I could feel his hand on my cock. He began to stroke my hard 7" uncut cock. I moaned in pleasure and opened my eyes.Looking over I could see a very attractive man stroking my cock and eyeing me like he wanted all of me. I looked down and noticed that he had a very large cock. Even soft he was bigger than me, and also uncut. I reached over and began to stroke him. I had never actually played with another uncut guy, but.