Just the feeling of being a cock slut in a public place drives me crazy.I live in Arizona, so I have frequented establishments in Phoenix, Mesa, Tempe... I have been to every bookstore in Tucson and on this night I wandered into a very well known establishment on Campbell road near the UofA. Over the years I have noticed a nice blend of older, younger and everything in between there. This establishment much like others has a video arcade and a private viewing area. The arcade is kinda a no go. " He says. Nothing special. A small room with a tv, small couch and a small table. On the table is a note pad. It's from an office because it has a company logo that I don't recognise. One of the pages has been torn off. There's a number on the number the bottom of the page, so I take down the number on my phone and leave. Having changed out of my uniform somewhere secluded, I arrive back at the office. Rick and Katy are the only one's here. Everyone else has gone home. I walk to Katy's office. Flat 5 ,top floor , the single professional woman always on her laptop sat on the balcony when the weather lets . Glasses down her nose ,looking at the emails from todays meetings , she just glances up as I stand up from a nap on the lounger , sun still hot ,making me sleepy . I notice I have a erection from the dream about flat 4 . Well , flat 5 is watching ,but pretending not to , acts a bit snooty , but underneath she is hot . My shirt comes off , her hand finds it way down her dress to ease. ‘What is wrong with me?’ she mused. ‘I don’t believe this. I’m an adult, but here I am, acting like a sex-starved teen-ager.’ She continued to move the lather-filled cloth over her body, enjoying the sensations she was giving herself. She knew she was arousing herself, but she couldn’t stop. And, as she roused herself, she began to think about Micky. Her thoughts were both disturbing and arousing. ‘Did…did I feel what I think I did when I was lying on top of Micky?’ she mused. She rubbed the.