If I could deliver a baby, I could take this huge dick inside me. I waited hoping that I would dilate further. After 15 or 20 seconds the pain subside..., and was replaced with a sense of fullness that was not unpleasant.“Are you OK, baby?” Jim asked with obvious concern.“I think so. I think I’ll be OK. I just need to go slowly.” I said, my voice quaking with a combination of fear (panic actually) and excitement. I did want to do this. I wanted to do it for me, and for both these men.I so wanted. She was about 7 or 8 years older than me and I was 20 at the time. After various flirtacious encounters, she decided to let another co worker know she thought I was "really cute", "but too young for her." Obviously, that co-worker told me about what she had said and I was smitten at the idea of her being attracted to me enough to tell someone. I knew she was opening the door for me to show more interest in her.. So, one day after another extremely flirtacious conversation, I told her I knew. He was a lovely man, I thought. Too bad he was homosexual. And taken.We sat side by side and chatted and, suddenly, Devin was embracing me, his arms around me. Taken off guard, I didn't know quite what to do. "I've wanted to do that for a long time," he said."I thought..." I started. His mouth found mine. I wasn't quite as quick to pull away as I should have been. He smelled inviting..."Devin, I ... uh ... can't do this. You're my boss. And I thought you and Robert ... uh..." I ignored his. She walked briskly over, sat down the things that were in her hands and stood directly in front of him. She stood there, inches from his face, not touching him. Her knees on either side of his knees, but even though the satin brushed his bare skin, her skin did not.She stood there and looked down at him, then stepped backwards. He leaned in as though he wanted her touch, he felt so bad for lying, he wanted to make it up to her, he was afraid of her, what she would do about the lie.He dropped.