Then I look out the window and see you in the parking lot. Nobody else is here yet, and I go downstairs and let you in the building. I lead you in a h...rried fashion upstairs. There is not much time before other staff arrive for work. I shepherd you into my office and lock the door behind us. I ask to see your wet panties. You retrieve them from a plastic grocery bag and hand them to me. I bring them up to my face and inhale your scent. Should I call it a scent? Or an aroma? Or is it a bouquet?. I take his entire length in mouth, gagging at first as the head slides down my throat and then I up the pace and his whole body is rigid with tension, his breathing becoming faster and faster and then he shoots his seed into my mouth and down my throat.As he gasps and wipes the sweat from his forehead, I take out the mirror from my make-up pouch and check how I look: I smile back at myself as I take in the scarlet lipstick smeared all over my cheeks, and a stray string of semen, which somehow. I was curious how my wife felt about all of it. When I asked her what she thought about last night, she said it was exciting, but also kind of scary too. I asked her what she meant, and she replied it would be strange now, when she saw him again. I told her if he said anything or tried to do anything, tell him that nothing is to take place. If he wanted to still get looks and possibly more, he wouldn’t tell anyone about anything and he wouldn’t try doing anything. This seemed to make her feel. They took him to the lock up and I guess he got ****d brutally by a few guys who ah.., weren’t too nice about it. “ a chill went down my spine as I laid there listening. “Well what ‘s gonna happen to this jerk?” “ “It all depends on what happens at his trial, we’ve had several in the past and I promise you whatever happens to him will ….” her voice faded into the distance leaving me with quite a bit of anxiety to say the least. A small group of campers had gathered at the camper where Sam had.