"Now, drive." You're too sensible, Laura," Kim grumbled as she drove them to her apartment. "No wonder you have this great job that lets you travel al... over."For her part, Laura couldn't take her eyes off Kim. The girl was ravishing: deep burnished golden skin, a cloud of curly red-gold hair, very slender but with small jutting breasts, burning fuck-me green eyes. It was a wonder she didn't get raped weekly, by men and women both.Inside her apartment, Kim locked the front door and they fell on. I could sense somebody in the living room, but it couldn’t have been her. I would have heard her come down the stairs.As I turned to go in the living room, there was somebody sitting in one of the chairs. It was a guy. I assumed that it was her boyfriend Sam, but I couldn’t really see in the fairly dark room.‘This might get ugly.’ So, I stopped for a second. I was just standing there naked. It was pretty obvious what had been going on. There were towels and clothes scattered all over. Plus, I’m. ”“I guess I should have been more careful,” she murmurs more to herself than him. “After this is done, I won’t have to worry anymore.”He continues as if she didn’t say anything. “When you did not come back, after a while I started wondering what had happened to you, so I guess I started seeking answers.” He can appreciate her discomfort with the idea of her location being so easily traceable. Or to be more precise, he can appreciate her discomfort with the prospect of being discovered in her. I looked down past his smooth, flat stomach to see a stiff teenage cock still in need.Turning the water off, I led Mike out of the shower and over to a bench near the lockers. Sitting down on the bench, his stiff cock was waving in my face. I proceeded to take the boy's cock in my mouth and suck it. I was amazed that I could do that -- it felt almost natural. I found myself wondering why my wife had such a hard time giving me a blow job when I was enjoying so much what I was doing with.