It pushed me down. So I suggested that maybe we try adding another person to the mix. Denise works as a nurse, a profession full of women to get you h...rd, so I asked her about bringing along a co-worker. I figured maybe another woman could make her cum. Maybe once the water starts spurting it’ll never stop. Denise didn’t hesitate even a moment on the three-way inquiry. She told me of a blonde she worked with, who she often flirted and fantasized with who would be perfect for the job. We were to. "Courtney wasn't feeling good about this at all. "By the way, where's the barracuda?" Evan asked. Courtney just looked at him. "Your mother." Home," Courtney said. "She doesn't even know I'm here. She was opposed to me skating with you." You probably should have listened to your mother," Evan chuckled."The last time I listened to my mother, I drove Ryan all the way to Boston!" Courtney spat.Evan laughed at that. "Of course you did. You tortured that boy. We were all surprised it took him as. Her tone seemed more relaxed than normal she looked at me and said “you should try to forget about Matt, I mean a man like that needs a girl who can get the job done if you catch my drift”. She is so arrogant! I could not hold my tongue and smirked as I replied “by the sounds of things you are the only one getting any pleasure, I never hear Matt cum” I went to walk past her and she grabbed me and pushed me up against the wall. I tried to resist but she had me pinned “oh yeah you little bitch”. The rest of thoseschmoes at work were self-absorbed creeps in my opinion.I wore my stockings and garters every day and practiced inmy heels whenever I could sneak the time. I hated all thisdeception with Carol, but I honestly didn't think she caredwhat I did. I still wasn't ready to tell her that I'm inlove with a guy who wears stockings and heels.Somehow, Thursday evening arrived. I showed up at Bob'swith small duffel and a painfully stiff cock.I was the first to arrive again. In fact, I was.