As I looked at his slim body, I thought of doing some sexual mischief to make up for my humiliation and cheer me up.“Yes, please. Also, I’ll be ta...ing a shower, so don’t wait for me to open the door”, I said.I was hungry and it was my sexual appetite that needed to be fed first. After closing the door, I stood on the opposite side from where it opened. I began to fondle my pussy lips to get in the dominating zone.Soon, the door opened and the young support-staff entered pushing in a trolley. He. Whatever that means. But I know he'll call. He said he would and I believe him. I just have to be patient. That's what mom says all the time when I get antsy. Just be patient she says. It will happen when it's supposed to happen. Sure. Just wait. Time goes so slow that it's hard to wait. But I have no choice. I'll wait.Why doesn't he call?At school today it's a trip to see the water purification plant. Big deal! Like I care how they make the water good to drink. It's good to drink so who cares.. .. comfortable, Sir. I hope you don't mind.How could I possibly mind? I mean being awakened with a blow job is never a bad thing, especially it is unexpected and given by such a beautiful and willing attendant."My name is Stacy," she said with a smile. Stacy was a real beauty. About 25 years old, she had soft, brown hair that cascaded down to her shoulders to about the middle of her back. She had the most beautiful face I had seen in a long time, with soft hazel eyes, and a warm welcoming smile. I’m happy to feel the same returned to me. This being more than just sex or a fling may be complicated, but today feels so amazing and real I know I won’t be able to stop.Slowly, reluctantly, I let your cock slide out of me. Inevitably it’s followed by a little of the load you left inside me. You soap your hands again and gently reach down to clean me. I jump at first, still so sensitive. Then I moan as you wash me clean, in a sick way looking forward to seeing my cheating son of a bitch.