Which is why I’ll be underneath her desk the whole time.”I stared at her in disbelief but she already made her way over to the desk and just crawl...d under it. For a moment I was baffled, but the audience was applauding and I felt stupid just standing there, so I finally sat down. The small room in the attic of the library where we were was about halfway filled with listeners, women of all ages, all staring expectantly at me.I cleared my throat. This was something I was so not used to, being a. When granddad stiffened, his cock tensed and came I got all agitated and wet…when I stood up I squeezed my legs together and got another thrill.“That was great, Phyllis…you did a great job,” he had said and I felt good about myself. I also wanted more and got lots more. I was staying for part of the summer at my grandparents so I had time to dream and my dreams were about cocks and taking control of them…making them respond to my attentions. I loved sucking cocks, how they got tense,. Or so we told ourselves. But my job has always involved travel--lots of travel. It's a great adventure for me to go all over the place and to be gone for long periods of time, but it leaves the little missus to fend for herself when the washer breaks or the car needs repair or...well...when she becomes lonely. My wife has always been fairly social so in my absence she made new friends every time we moved and kept in touch with old ones--including old boyfriends. I didn't know of the latter. She could sense that he would give it to her the way she needed it. "Pick me up in an hour. I'll meet you in the parking lot." Wait a second," he said. "What about my friends? Can you get a couple girls for them?" You don't need anybody else," she said. "I'll take care of all three of you."Judy walked away from the table then, laughing when she heard him telling his friends about her.Judy finished up a few minutes early and then went out to the parking lot. A long shiny black car pulled up in.