It’s business casual on Fridays. Slacks, no ties. You can tell them I sent you home to change.”“That’s better than traffic?”“Trust me. Oh....And thanks for the flowers.”“Okay. Half an hour. I’m moving.” The line went dead. I stripped and headed for the shower. I took just enough time to shave carefully. I was beginning to get the hang of it, but one bad move and I’d have no facial hair at all. I chose black slacks, a white Oxford shirt, and my gray sweater.I skipped coffee and was at the office. But no. Thought 'little slut-puppy.' But no. I wish I could say I always acted with as much decorum as those two. Or any of the others." Using 'decorum' in a conversation. Nice," I said.Anita laughed. "Yeah, that's another thing. Where do I go to hear a good old-fashioned normal teen conversation with 'like' an' 'yaknow' and 'knowhatI'msayin?'" Stop outside the classroom. You'll get plenty..." Oh, gosh, I know ... But this bunch? Uh, no. I saw more stuff goin' on at my last family reunion.". Rob realized what was happening and immediately grabbed me with a huge bear hug! We were both almost in tears. Months and months of messaging and emailing had led to this moment where we were finally standing in front of each other. “I can’t believe it!” Rob kept saying over and over. “Surprise!” I told Rob. “So what’s the deal? How long are you in town for? Where are you staying? How did this happen?” Rob had so many questions!I explained to Rob that my boss had me handle this international. Her hands were entwined in my hair as our faces mashed together. I gradually slowed my pace until I was still. As her orgasm eased, Jamie realized that I hadn't cum a second time. My pole was still quite stiff inside her, and she began to squirm about."You feel so perfect inside me, Jared. I'm just sorry that you weren't my first." I feel the same sis. There were many times when we were growing up that I pleasured myself thinking of you. I thought that I'd be embarrassed to confess that.