‘You make it sound like it’s another country.’ ‘To be honest, after growing up on the North side, Indiana’s like a whole different WORLD!’...I joked. Terri laughed again, and I enjoyed the sound. It was nice to hear her laugh, and even better to know it was because of me. ‘So, you think you’re going to go on the trip?’ she asked. ‘Probably,’ I told her. ‘Well, if you go, I’ll go, too,’ she said. ‘I think it could be fun.’ I looked at her for a second, before replying. ‘Ok,’ I said finally.. ”“No,” she protested. Then she moaned again, and squeezed my hardening cock even more ardently. “It just keeps getting bigger. I’m getting so wet. Want to see?”I didn’t look, though it took more effort than I’d care to admit. Her words and the movement of her other arm in my peripheral vision told me what she was doing. I knew she’d pulled her panties aside. She lifted her hand in front of me, and I could see two of her fingers glistening.“See?” she said, and moved her fingers toward my. I unbuckled my seat belt, turned half toward him and we continued our chat. Dressed in a tight black running suit he could see my wood and I could see his through his fine wool slacks. The cum on was on. He asked me what kind of cars I liked and why. I responded slyly by saying “anything with a bench seat” and he smiled. He asked “why is that” and I responded that I love to give head to masculine men, real men, and cruise the car rallies knowing that a percentage of the guys play both sides. He. My ass felt full and slightly uncomfortable. To my surprise, it didn't bother me so much as turn me on. I smiled at this. Back at my desk, I read my third email:You will wear this to and from work. Click on the link below, you will find an empty blog ready for your first entry. Describe the events of the day, barring the use of any company information that would so much as hint to the nature of the business. Use no names. I want to know every detail of how this experience makes you feel. I will.