" I forgive you," he said grinning."But I'm not drop dead gorgeous," she said."Yes you are." No I'm not." Yes ... you ARE." Why are you telling me thi...?" She seemed quite serious."Because you need to know there are men who appreciate your obvious physical attributes who won't slaver all over you like Ted back there."Cecelia felt like there were butterflies in her stomach, and ants crawling all over her nipples. She barely stopped herself from reaching up to squeeze them. He was so obviously. I knew of a girl named Kaveri who was working in the team. I would interact with her on emails. She was quite prompt and had a good understanding of things and the local markets. She was on leave that day and I told the team that I’d like to meet her. She was informed of the same and I was told she would be in office the next day.The next day as I was sitting in one of the cabins, involved in my work, I heard a tap on the door and this girl walks in. With a smile on her face, she goes, “Hi sir,. I agreed and we walked to his apartment which ended being a very nice place on Delores. We sat on the sofa and drank whiskey over the next hour or so which happens to be the first time I've drank whiskey. I could feel myself getting very relaxed and intoxicated. Well one thing lead to another and started making out on the sofa. He then undid his jeans and pulled out his cock. He took my hand and placed it on his cock. I started massaged it till it got hard. This was the first time I've ever. ..I'm sorry, but that is just the way it is. I've been taking the easy way out, like the song says. I've been writing about stuff that happened in my sordid past, not taking into account that this is a fantasy site. This is a sex fantasy site, not a sex reality site, right? So, now I am going to treat it like it deserves, I am going to tell you nice people about one of my dearest sexual fantasies. I, Alan W. Jankowski, am going to spill my guts out on the table...for all of you to observe....