My boyfriend always wondered how he got so lucky, that I was beautiful and smart- the perfect woman. The truth to it all was that I wasn’t happy; no...hing could satisfy what I wanted. Things were too easy, too boring, too cold, too indirect, too dramatic or too cliché. I applied for college and was accepted in fall, it was too easy. I was a straight A student, I could do whatever I wanted.Things moved slower in the winter, I always believed this; the coldness had the potential to eat me alive. I. Or he might invite his friend around to use you again... not again. You couldn't walk for 3 days after that, your jaw took so much dick it was stiff for 2 days. That cannot happen again!Shaun, the ginger manager, lanky but always smelling good. Clean blue shirts and tight trousers showing his meat approaches your desk, your eyes level with his cock..."Don't forget the cum" Shaun explained,"What?!" you question anxiously,"Don't forget the code... for tomorrow, you are on safe duty. Are you ok?". My legs were exposed all the way up to my hips."That's so sexy babe," James said as he took a few pictures. There were people in the distance but no one too close so James managed to convince me to pretend to look in my bag and bend over. I did and he knelt behind me, snapping away at my ass exposed. I was aware of people walking around behind me but it was dark and I just hoped they couldn't really tell what we were doing. Either way at the moment it looked 'accidental'...just some girl who. Neither of my friends believed me and started to rag on me. A small wager was made and I put my plan into action. If I won the bet not only would I collect $200 but I would have Beverly as a playmate for awhile. Time for recon, I needed information about Beverly. The next night I waited until my favorite bartender, Sam, took a smoke break and followed him outside."Sam, how're doing buddy?" He acknowledged my greeting, we talk a little and I asked, "What's the story on Beverly?" Yeah, I saw her.