He considered that there might be some kind of built-in bra.He was supposed to be concentrating on the grades, but there were other thoughts gnawing a... him - thoughts even more distracting than his wife's cleavage - so he didn't try to shut out the more pleasant distractions.She focused her attention on the screen, pretending not to notice his wandering eyes and wandering thoughts. She crossed her legs toward him, inviting his eyes to be distracted even further. She could handle this part on. But I had the blonde’s arse to savour and it was equally good. Her puckered rilled private starfish was so tasty in its indents and so inviting and yet so tight.I equally realised as I teased them both, using my finger to keep the arsehole denied my tongue happy, that both girls were Friday night sex shaved ready for my mates. I could only be thankful I was in accounts and not on the machine team, because boy I hoped the hydraulics were fucked, because I knew I need a fair amount of fucking. How could i ever tell her my true fantasies, the fantasies of seeing women with dogs and horses and the like? She would really have a problem with that im sure!In turn i asked her about her fantasies. She replied with how she would like to try anal, bondage and that she like being a little risque in public. Which of course, all was fine by me! I started thinking of ways to fulfill her fantasies. As i also thought about how to fulfill mine....Months passed and her birthday came about, about half. I would be able to take up right where I had left off without consequences.At least I hoped there would be no consequences.I had this underlying concern that any action I took in the past would change the future to some unknown extent yet to be determined. I thought of my shameful deposits of guilty seed-laden spunk in various females along my path. I had to shake my head and accept the fact I had no intention of being a hermit amongst the hordes of available women with a yen to “try it out”.