I get along with people quite easily and they enjoy my company. Talking about the looks, I have got a medium built with a realistic 5.9 inches long an... 2 inches thick tool.The main heroine of this sex story is Avni who is my manager. Avni is in the late twenties and married to some rich business person. She has a cute but a sexy face which anyone would love to keep looking at. I always had a burning lust for her as she is pretty hefty and sexily crafted, to make any men burn from the inside,. I braced my self, swish, swish, swish, each stroke stung making me cry out but I wasn’t going to give them the satisfaction of standing. Swish, swish, swish, swish, I put my hand back to feel the lines criss-crossing my taut bum cheeks.“One extra stroke for trying to stop me,” she shouted triumphantly.“I wasn’t trying to stop…”She leaned down to look me in the face, smiling, “Don’t argue with me, that is two more strokes, three extra in total.”I heard the girls giggle but kept my face looking. If I planned to complete my Thesis by the end of first semester next year, I would have to complete the ‘Intent to Submit’ documentation fairly soon. I had more than enough graduate subject credits completed, all of them with a Distinction or High Distinction. I would have to decide on a ‘cut off’ for any new developments; it seemed like every week some new development was starting. I felt that the beginning of next year was a good time for me to freeze any new work; that would correspond to. It was just like id watched countless times before. I hear lighter footsteps skip up the stairs about 5 minutes later than my grandfathers. She skips past the door quickly, I didn’t bet a good look but she didn’t exactly look presentable. Moments later I hear water begin to run in her rooms en-suite. “they’ve been fucking for years” I mutter to myself, unable to really believe it. I get to my feet and walk, keeping my footsteps as light as I can I make my way down the stairs once and then again.