“You don’t like?” I complained.“It’s not 60s Day,” she laughed.“That’s what I told him,” Mikey said flatly.“It seems to be open to...interpretation,” I shrugged.Jen shook her head and laughed as Mikey went ahead of us.“I’m freezing, so let’s go!” she insisted.There was a lot of color popping in the halls that morning. The cheerleaders had also chosen tie-dyed shirts, which helped my cause greatly.Deedee’s shirt was incredibly tight, with her big boobs wobbling around in them as she walked.I. They all seemed to agree.I had been distracted all day, until Tim put me on my ass in practice. He was grinning like an idiot as he held his hand out to help me up."Fucker," I told him."Get your head out of your ass, and play football," Tim shot back.I let him help me up. It hadn't really been Tim's fault. We were running pass plays, and Tim was supposed to rush me. I was to either throw the pass or dump it, but I had juked in front of him instead. He had nowhere to go but to run me over. I. I heard someone enter the booth next door to me. When I looked to my right, I noticed light from the next booth. I had heard about "glory holes" but had never seen one. I peeked into the next booth and could make out a rather nice size cock being stroked. I just stared at the cock being stroked when the cock was turned towards the hole and the guy pushed it through the hole. I knew what I had to do and I did not hesitate. I took the cock into my mouth and began to suck it with abandon. I could. Our sales office was in one of the model homes, and I mostly worked by myself. There were three other model homes to showcase to homebuyers. My job was to help them through the process of buying a new home. There were periods where traffic was real slow. But I did get frequent visits from a few of the construction guys, who built the houses just about a couple blocks away. They would pretend to have some chore as there reason for coming by, but I knew just wanted to flirt with me. It.