Because that’s where I met Sue, this amazing woman with whom I’ve shared my life these last twenty-six years.I was working in international develo...ment consulting and had just relocated with my firm from London to New York, to be close to the UN HQ as the global fountain-head of money for our industry. A colleague, Alan, decided to take pity on the lonely British guy and invited me to a party at NYU, his old alma mater where he’d studied economics.I’m forever grateful to Alan because that. My mind reeled with the possible consequences of its misuse. As I turned to go back to my office, Ian walked in to the lab. He winked and said "OK Jen. I'll get the reaction going now, unless there's something else you'd like me to do for you." He stood near me and thrust his hips. "No thank you Ian, just get on with what I asked you to do. I wrote you a note with the materials that I want you to use. But, er... just out of interest, did you drug me again this morning or was it an after effect. The thought of her juicy little cunt and the anticipation of the tale had made me equally as aroused. As the shuttle stopped and we rose to disembark for the plane, I couldnt help but slide a hand up her short skirt, caressing a soft warm thigh. With no knickers on, the roving digit found its way to her wet slit, embedding to the knuckle. She cooed as I twisted it around inside her. She was sopping wet! I wasted no opportunity to suck the slaked digit clean, marvelling in the butterscotch. Laura and I got back to my house while Greg and Isabel continued their journey to his house. Laura and I only got in the gate of my garden when we found a secluded spot in the dark around the side of my house. I was so so horny and it was obvious, even in the moonlight. She grabbed at my crotch and her eyes opened wide as she gasped, "Oh my, what have we here?" "You have me extremely horny Laura," I replied. "Well lets see what we can do about that then," Laura said. Laura leaned back against.