Then the IT Support Manager said that a couple of his team had reported in sick, and asked whether I’d help ease their habitual Monday rush by perfo...ming an initial triage on users reporting computer problems. It’s surprising how many problems I was able to fix just by checking everything was plugged in and switched on, and even then a computer reboot often solved the remaining problems, leaving relatively few outstanding incidents for the hardcore experts to tackle. That kept me busy until. You must have dropped your phone. How would you like me to get it back to you?’ ‘Can we meet up tomorrow?’ ‘Well, tomorrow’s Friday. I have to be out in the field most of the day. How about I buy you a drink after work?’ ‘Sounds good, but I’m buying. It’s the least I can do after you were so helpful.’ ‘You don’t owe me anything, but we’ll figure something out. Say 6:00 at Anthony’s?’ ‘Works for me. See you then.’ Anthony’s is a seafood restaurant and bar on the waterfront boardwalk, which makes. ”He pushed me away from him slightly, allowing me to put an eye back against the telescope. He kept one hand on my pussy and I could hear him fumbling with his jeans with the other, undoing his belt, his button, pulling his zipper down.“Well?” he demanded, sliding a finger inside me, eliciting a heartfelt groan. “Fuck, you’re so smooth down there. Smooth, hot and so fucking wet. Well, what they doing now?”My voice didn’t even sound like mine. I was trembling with need and lust, but I tried to. No finesse, just straightforward curiosity driven by hormones. Where did we do it? In the toilets (bit risky) or in nice weather a trip across the road to the Common where there were many secret places deep in the undergrowth. Well that was the norm, until one day …..Kevin was my best mate, we were also regular wanking partners. On this day we had walked back to my home, which was quite close to our college. My parents were both at work so the house was empty. We dropped off our heavy.