I fought the urge to kneel, to slip off the bed onto the floor and take him in my mouth. The urge to run my hands up the back of his thighs, over his ...uttocks, while I kissed around his groin. The urge to plant kisses along his shaft from base to head, to play with him, wetting him, before taking him, swallowing him whole.How long had it been since I gave a guy a hand job? I did it so often in high school. I remember the first time my boyfriend (of the time) opened his pants. We had been. I should have known something was up - you never did tell me the name of this make-believe company you worked for." James, would you have even considered it if I had brought this to you right from the start? Would you have listened to my explanations and reasoning behind doing this? Hell, James, I wasn't even sure I could pull it off. That first night as I stood behind the curtain, I was terrified. I had never done anything like this before... you know how shy I was about my body and my looks.. He didn't realize just how lucky.Then, one day, he had just finished some difficult paperwork and leaned back in his chair, stretching and shifting his stiff neck muscles. Gloria moved up behind him, placing her hands on either side of his neck, and she began to massage him."Ummmm, nice," he sighed."Yeah. Mr. Thomas used to like that, too," she said, referring to Jake's predecessor. Then, thoughtfully, she added: "I've been wondering if things were going to be the same with you as they always. People in the large crowd undid her shorts and started feeling her up. Booze spilled down soaking her panties and shorts. Other drinks were deliberately poured on her tight little crotch. Her top was also stretched up by many hands exposing her breasts. Somehow persons unknown had unclasped and pulled off her little lacey bra. She was doused with booze and many tongues took turns licking and slurping it off her body. She said the attention made her cum. Terry was a bit of a slut so she did not.