‘Thanks, John,’ she said in that sweet voice of hers. I didn’t know where this was going, but I was just glad to be with her at the moment. We s...on arrived at her apartment building, which looked like a motel, and not a very good one. I suddenly felt worried for Jennifer, living here on her own in this place. It didn’t seem safe. Her apartment was sparsely furnished but well-kept. She walked in and put her pocketbook on the table. ‘You want some orange juice?’ she asked, walking into the small. " She put her hands on her hips and smiled innocently."Ahem, about that," I cleared my throat and continued, "Meg I don't have any rubbers and I wouldn't want you to get pregnant. I've been worrying about last night all day today." Well it's a little late to worry about that Steve, you filled me big time last night," She laughed.My face drained in fear. "But we only did it once," I stammered.Meg laughed, "That's all it takes Steve." Her eyes glistened with mischief and then she added, "Oh don't. The guys can be rough and crude, but I’m sure you can take it, right, protect yourself and follow directions?”She nodded and smiled.“June, let’s try you in the art department. The guy in charge knows his stuff, maybe you can model for him. Can you draw? Letter? He might just ask you to clean the place up; it’s usually a mess.”She nodded and said, “OK.”“Good, and April, you’ll be my PA, that’s what we call secretaries now. And now we’ll I’ll show you around, introduce you to some people and meet. I want to hurry; want to feel his cock in my hand and mouth right away, but I know he likes me to take it slow so I resist the urge to rip it open and plunge into it. I am soon rewarded for my patience as I pull his boxers down along with his pants and his delicios cock springs forward to hit me on the face. The tip is already wet and leaves a tiny line of cooling precum on my chin before I grip it with both hands and study it. It is so hard and still feels so soft against my palm as I milk it.