Aside from her looks, I was drawn to her frank and forthright personality. We met about once a week, usually over coffee or a soft drink at the stude...t union. Most of our discussions pertained to her classes, my teaching and research, and the typical subjects of conversations. As we became better friends, she felt comfortable with me not being judgmental. She told me about some of her affairs, and as time went on they came up more often and with further detail. She also hinted at her interest. DefenseMy thesis has been defended and now I await my degree. Lars called in the evening to say the committee had approved my thesis and recommended graduation with honors. What a long haul. It took them long enough. I presented at ten in the morning and we argued through lunch. If the audience had been allowed to participate instead of just the committee, I don’t think I’d be out of there yet. Cinnamon asked if she could watch, since she’s never seen this side of the computer forensics. ‘Lord, where did that sweet goody come from, he thought’John Carroll was the twenty five year alderman for this ward. He was a glad hander who was always good for a drink or a good word with the police watch commander. He and Christian Beavanaex had a symbiotic relationship. He made sure that The Hush Money Bar was not hassled by the police. In return, Christian Beavaneax made generous donations to John's reelection campaigns. Annabelle marrying John was an unintended consequence of their. We would have sex sitting on a chair to avoid being noticed by colleagues in the other buildings. His hard cock would pierce my wet pussy straight up at 90 degrees and the upward thrust would drive me wild. In a forbidden setting like the office, not being able to moan or groan in pleasure, those were the best quickies of our lives.He would brand me with his bites in every session he got. His bites hurt but gave me the best pleasure – my man had stamped me. This was his territory. I was his to.