The dream, why was it plaguing him, filling his mind. Who was the woman? Why did he desire her? A movement on the lake's bank caught his eye. A dim, f...ickering light moved slowly, winking in and out among the trees. Was it a Will-O-the Wisp? Who would be out there now?He felt compelled to investigate. Putting on his shoes, he descended the stairs and went out into the darkness. The moon appeared from behind a bank of clouds, lighting his way. When he reached the bank, the light was gone.. Every night I lay in bed masturbating as I imagined what was going to happen.When the day finally arrived, I was at my office by 9:30 in the morning. I left the door to my office open. I could have set my watch by the time Melissa entered at 10:00. "Well, good morning, Melissa," I said cheerfully."Good morning, Mr. Evans," she said quietly, looking down at the floor."Please close and lock the door. I gave the security guard the day off with pay, but I don't want to take any chances on us being. He then started to pull out his dick but when it was half way out, he then stopped and again said, “don’t tell this even to your mami or hubby b’cos they don’t take it easyly”. When he was saying this, i felt that he is pushing his dick slowly inside my pussy.By this time i get the charm of a really big cock so i don’t want to miss it. And he also had got the charm of my young tight pussy. He again said ‘i am going now’. But he didn’t move- i feel that he is trying to find a cause to stay on. He knew as well as I did that this was a bit too awkward for comfort, but he didn't care. To be honest, I thought it was kinky. The rush of the secrets made my heart race. About ten minutes passed and he started to pass out papers. On my test he game back he had his cell number on it. I programmed it into my phone. -------------------------------------That night I was sitting in my room with my guitar. I was reflecting on the day. I thought about Media Lit and how Laz gave me his number. I.