The plan was that I would work a little longer, until the new house was set up and furnished the way we wanted. Then I was to quit and become a housew...fe, and soon after that, a mother. We figured that if I needed to I could always find another job somewhere. The place I worked now was a terrible place to work. They treated their employees badly and there was never a morning that I didn't dread going into work.My name is Donna. I'm twenty-four years old. Dave is two years older than I am. We. "Two can play that game, Dick," he burst out, looking straight at me, "Let me tell you some of the thoughts I've had about your Nancy."That did the trick. Bob chimed in, "Oh, yeah, Nancy is one hot chick, isn't she." You said it," Pete threw in, "I'd fucking love to get her in bed some time."'My Nancy?' I thought. 'No way am I going to let any of these guys get close to her.'But now the floodgates were down, and the stories started pouring out. It turned out we all had fantasies about our. "What about Professor Kinsey?"That particular professor was an attractive older woman, who had been Jenna's best friend on campus for over a decade. One more than one occasion, Kinsey had admitted to having a long term lesbian relationship with a female student and Jenna had agreed to keep that a secret. In fact, Jenna spent countless nights masturbating to that very image."She's a dear friend of mine," Jenna said."I know. But I've heard everything. She's flexible with grading too, I. I untuck your shirt and slowly lift it up. As a strip of skin is exposed, I explore it with my lips and tongue. I start at the sensitive area where shirt meets jeans and nibble your smooth warm skin. I gently lick your abs, memorizing all the muscles in your tight six pack. I move to your navel and lap my tongue inside as my fingers tease the strip of hair that leads to delightful things below. You hiss and roll your hips closer as your cock starts to harden. But instead of moving down, I work.