I've always wanted to try a girl. I thought she was horny enough to try it with. “Bring out the dirty girl” in her and me too but was to afraid to...follow her in the washroom especially at work.I spent most of the afternoon at work thinking about her rubbing one out in the washroom and what it would be like watch her and to eat her pussy.I got home and was really horny still somewhat regretting I didn't go into the washroom with my coworker. Why didn't I just say “I'll go with you” to see what. At first it was pretty tame. I would put the key in an old junk drawer and stay locked up for a week or two and then ceremoniously go get the key and then jerk myself silly. I played with putting it in more difficult places and trying to forget where I left it but after a proper amount of time I always unlocked my dick. I got really drunk once at home and hid the key but I was so pissed when I found it accidentally after only a week. I left it in a storage locker at an airport 900 miles away.. Ultimately, I grabbed a pair of gloves and dashed out the door.I had a little more time to think during my commute. I was quiteconcerned about my missing memory, but even more leery about what hadhappened over the weekend. You see, a few years ago my ex-girlfriend hadtalked me into wearing her panties while we made love. I only wore them acouple of times, and I made sure that she knew I was only playing this"silly game" for her benefit.But secretly I was really turned on by the whole idea.I. "Why? Would it be better if we worked in underground missile silos waiting for the command to exterminate all life?" Darlene tilted her head to one side and gave me one of her strange smiles."If the world never goes to hell in a handbasket, they’ll have squandered their lives," I sputtered lamely under my partner's steady gaze."If it doesn't, then we’ll have spent our lives as free women doing what we love in the company of friends in one of the most beautiful places on earth,” Darlene pointed.