In those days computers were new, and in the factory mostly used as text machines. But that spring they upgraded, brought in new computers for adminis...ration and all, and one day I asked Mrs. Jones if I could have one of the old computers in a corner of her office, so I could try to teach myself typing during the small breaks of 15 to 30 minutes, where I didn't have to run errands. She was most obliging, and even offered to make a little private corner in the store room adjacent to her office.. Gently Beth Ann and I settled back into our domestic routines. Though noticeably weaker, I tried to be just as much help as before and picked up clothes, did the laundry, puttered around the kitchen and tried to get us back to where we were before I got sick.Beth Ann and I spent days discussing how we wanted our life to be once I was well and the high school thing was settled and off our minds. At one point I knew I had to come completely clean with her and said, "Listen. If the school refuses. At a commercial he told me to do his thighs, and my hands slid under his shorts and started on his thigh, but I tried to keep away from his cock but he said, stop playing around and go higher, all the way up my leg. So I got up on my knees a bit, put both hands around his tree trunk thighs and squeezed and pushed up his thigh massaging as I went.I felt an electric shock when the back of my hand brushed his cock and balls but kept massaging sliding my hands all the way up his thighs and back. You enter me in one fluid motion, but the intensity of taking your girth doesn't hit me until you're buried deep within me. I take a sharp inward breath and grip your forearm that's holding my neck, biting my lip from crying out.You move the other hand that was on my hip down to my clit, massaging me into releasing plenty of natural lubricant on your cock. You shush me comfortingly and kiss me from the corner of my mouth down to my collar bone. I suddenly realize all of my weight is on both you.