The weather was kind, which is unusual in August, when rain is prevalent, and along with exercise at the gym, I felt healthier and fitter than I had f...r a long time. Life seemed a little brighter, but there were still dark days that had nothing to do with the weather.The mental exercise, however, was not so pleasant, but I put myself through it anyway. I realised I had still not shaken off my need to search for Sally. It was part of that obstinate desire to know why she had abandoned me and her. I would see them naked and my desire to go down on them would send me into dizzying heights of horniness. This too would send me off cock in hand for some private pleasure.Now my buddy lived in the country and was hanging out with some good ole boys that were never too impressed with fairies or faggots. This influence on his life combined with infrequent time together put up some serious barriers to satiating my desire to give head and linger over the joy of sweet hot cum in my mouth.Then the. "I?d love to give you a blow job," she whispers in my ear.I put my shoes back on, under the glare of Justine?s cheeky smile, andgo back to work thinking that she has been extra flirty this week.When it comes time for my afternoon break, I look around for Justine butshe?s in a meeting.Kathy sees me looking around, and gets up."Time for the ladies room sweetheart?" She says.We go in and I have a pee. Kathy waits for me.I go out and wash, and as I start touching up my make up, Kathy standsbehind. Yvonne and I crouched down as we dragged her jeans over her long legs down to her feet, I looked up, my face was mere inches from her panties and I could see the shadow of the dark triangle through the thin cotton. I let out an involuntary groan that sounded like a low guttural growl of lust and a moan of desire. Yvonne looked at me with raised eyebrows, then noticed where my face was, she smiled and carried on with the task of extracting Emma's feet from the tangled jeans.Once they were off,.