I’ll feel it where she touches me, but a fiery tingling will run up my spine, tease me with thousands of hot needles in my neck, my scalp, and behin... my eyes. This is where things will start to feel like too much, like I won’t be able to take it. I’ll have to remind myself that she would never take me past my limit. Not unless I asked her to, at any rate.It won’t be long. I’ll be thinking of what she’ll want next. Just imagining what she’ll make me do for her is enough. My cock will twitch for. Gathering her skirts and lifting I began to trace the outline of her panties, feeling the wetness seeping into them from her wet cunt. I worked a finger under the fabric and began to gently stroke her clit, which caused her to collapse in my arms. I lead her to a chair and set her down. Kneeling before her I again raised her skirts and removed her panties. Spreading her legs I began to lightly caress her crotch, brushing the hair with my finger, then blowing gently on her dripping snatch.I. “This girl you’re talking about. Do you think I’d like her?” I asked. She slowed to a stop.“I hope not.” She said, after a moment, wearing a twisted grimace.“Oh, cool, I’ll trust your judgment,” I said.“Shit! Stop! Moron!” Talsy lunged forward and grabbed my elbow pulling me back onto the sidewalk. The car horn shocked me. I looked up and saw the don’t walk light.“Shit, sorry,” I smiled at her impatient glare. “Head in the clouds.”“Yeah, I see the signs everyday in class.”“Not if you wear a low. "Interested?" she asked."Oh, no," I answered. "I've never travelled. Except for that trip with you to Greece." You'd be good. Think about it." she said, and continued on her way. I thought about it the rest of the day. Sudan? I barely knew where it was. I looked at an atlas. It was a large country in the middle of Africa.The next day I walked into the Director's office and said, "I'd like to learn more about that job in Sudan."She raised an eyebrow. "Is your husband also interested?" No."She.