And Stacy seemed to be a sweet midwestern housewife with a career. At work she was a shady, lying bitch that was not to be trusted. She was the top re...ruiter in our office, and the other recruiters did not like her at all. She would stab anyone in the back to sink her claws into a new recruit for the commission.One Saturday morning I went into the office to try and catch up on some paperwork. I did that occasionally, because no one was in the office on Saturday, and I could get a lot done. ..then she just leaned in and kissed me...gently...soft little kisses on my bottom lip...shyly...at first I just stood there...then she said, "I thought this is what you wanted...what you'd fantasised about?"I had to admit that it was...it was like she woke me up with that comment and I couldn't help it...I kissed her back, properly this time...my hand cupped her face and lifted her mouth fully to mine...my lips met hers and it went from being something so alien and strange to something. My pussy was throbbing. He pushed and pulled in and out of my mouth until streams of saliva ran down to the floor. Then I felt his dick swell and harden. He held my head and shot his load down my throat. That was obviously my second course. He held my face with both hands, looked into my eyes, and asked, “Are you okay?” “Yes,” I answered. “Lay down on your back, Tahari” “Okay.” Tony lay on his stomach and began his second course. His tongue was magical. He licked the crease of my thighs, my. With his other hand he took one of mine and guided it to his crotch where I felt a very hot and thick cock already hard and exposed. Our eyes met and he smiled again as he masturbated me in this train carriage packed with commuters. I cupped his balls in my hand and am sure I heard a little gasp escape his lips. We just looked into each others eyes. I had a strong urge to kiss him which is something I had never even thought about before now. Kissing a guy was not my thing.My cock was beginning.