I felt totally at ease and believe she did, too. I didn't have a lot of time, I had a ton of work to do. She wanted to go Christmas shopping and I off...red to drive her to the mall.As we got into my car, I asked to kiss her - just wanted to get any awkwardness out of the way. We kissed, she had killer lips. It was hot. And then we drove to the mall.It's the holiday season, so parking was murder. We found some spots on the top floor of the garage. We parked and continued making out. I felt her. If I pushed it again would they swap back? I mean, itappeared to be a 1:1 trade, so that would make sense, right? My brainbuzzed at all the implications.Before I could get a chance to experiment though, the two walked offinto the party. The client's confident, manly strut completelyundermined by his long slender legs and cute perky ass.Okay, so that girl who had come at me had been... what, trying to stealmy body? Jesus, that was a scary thought. Still, a part of me couldn'thelp but feel. She still didn't stop, until she was sure no more was forthcoming, and then she took his cock out of her mouth to swirl the semen around inside. After fully enjoying the unique taste and texture, she swallowed it, especially relishing the way it felt sliding down her throat. Daddy still had more candy for his 'little girl', and she wanted that too. His cock remained fully erect, and she licked the end, especially the slit there, and savored the wonderful taste. There was more for her, all along. Here was the test — would he leave me alone? And did I truly want him to? *** When I walked into the registration room, no one took any notice to begin with, but then a guy I knew vaguely from Maths looked at me, and his mouth fell open. ‘Fran?’ He asked, clearly stunned. ‘Yeah?’ I replied, looking at him with a raised eyebrow. I always did that, but for some reason, today it seemed more flirty than normal — not what I had intended, I didn’t like being flirty, it didn’t suit me. He just stared.