Curious, I peered through the great bay window that sat like a portal to another world, at the boundary of that sepulcher catacomb of knowledge. Curli...g my stockinged feet beneath me, I sat upon the soft velour cushions, dark red like so much wine drank giggling between two friends reminiscing of the times long since past. Sipping the cocoa, steam tickling my nose I gathered a blanket to me then, shivering against the chill seeping in through the drafts in the window. It was an aged window, and. “I’m sorry” I said, “I really am sorry, I hope your not upset or anything”. “I’m not really that pissed off about it” he said, not sounding very convincing. “Are you sure?” I asked, feeling rather sorry for him. “Yeah, yeah, whatever” he said, breathing heavily on the other end of the phone, “So how was it?” he asked. I didn’t say anything for a few seconds, as I didn’t know whether he was being serious or not. “What do you mean how was it?” I said, “Why do you even want to know?” “I’m just. ***2 weeks later*** Matt was walking around New York about to grab coffee when he got an email through his phone. It was about his interview, he was so nervous to open it in case he didn’t get the job and in case there was something sexual in it. What if he had been recorded?! But it wasn’t. It was to confirm that he had gotten the job and he would start in 3 days on the Monday. He would also be collected from reception by a co-worker the email stated. Monday he walked into the reception for. She didn’t say a word but followed obediently hand in hand with her Daddy. The men’s rest room was in the hall near the entry to the lobby, but we made our way there without being seen by the one and only attendant on duty in the slow paced business. I pulled her to the handicapped stall and closed the door as she wrapped her arms around me tightly. Our lips met in a heated crushing kiss with our tongues dancing lustfully against each other almost at once. My hands grasped her tits and squeezed.