Fair enough, Crystal said. I guess I was a handful back then. Now youre a different type of handful, I quipped, cupping my breasts at a red light. Its...been a while since anyone has wanted to cop a feel, Crystal said, beginning to open up about her sex life. How long since the breakup, I asked. Four months, she revealed. I remember going that long, I said, before adding, Now more than a day and I start going through withdrawal. When did you last have sex? She asked. Does oral count as sex? I. I never told anyone about my secret obsession but that is a story for another time. This story is about a co-worker that I worked closely with and a night that changed our professional relationship forever.Her name was Meagan, she was young (24), I was in my late thirties at the time. She was a very driven, focused, petite (5'4" about 130lbs). She had a slender upper body and torso with a sexy curvy hips and larger than average ass for a woman her size. Meagan always walked quickly and with. “Swati’s stories about your skills have me longing for weeks,” she said, lightly rubbing my shaft with her left hand as we gently danced around in the hall, gazing into each other’s eyes and occasionally kissing. “I’ll fuck you till you can’t think of any other man, baby, I promise.” I said, sinking in two fingers into her already wet, unshaven and torrid pussy and letting my finger flick over her clit, “but I’m here for rakhi, and it is only fitting that I fuck Swati first!” I ended and. I think you should get a special treat for that. I watched with rising excitement as my wife moved her legs so she was sat astride him, then pushed up, leaning on his shoulders, and guided one of her tits into his mouth. He grabbed the cheeks of her ass with both hands, pulling her towards him, as he licked and sucked her tits. She gazed into my eyes as she moaned softly. I could see she was getting carried away. She gave me that look she gets when she wants me to fuck her right away, and I.