"Don't you want me to lick you first? I want to taste you." I pleaded. "In a bit," she replied, "I want to feel your cock inside me." As she slowly lo...ered herself onto me, I started licking one of her breasts.Sally felt so good. She moved slowly up and down my dick. She wanted me to last as much as I did. At the office, I heard guys commenting on the "fact" that if a woman wants you bad enough, she'll get wet before you even get your shirt off. I thought they were bragging. But by the look in. My fantasies about fucking the mothers was completely blotted out by this real life chance. Every now and again, she would sit right up next to me. I could feel her ass slightly touching mine, and it sent shivers down my spine. Occasionally, she would also drop her pen and bend over to pick it up. I knew it was on purpose because her knees were barely bent, and her ass was practically next to my face. It took all I could not to touch it. Surprisingly, the children and other counselor. The job market had been terrible in the Midwest so we packed up our belongings and made the journey across country. In my search for better pay I took a job at a computer firm downtown. I had finally made the move from a cubicle to my own office with a secretary. Sandy and I decided on an apartment in the valley. It was a commute but she really liked the place. Sandy is about 5'6" and weighs 115 lb. She has short brown hair and hypnotic blue eyes. Sandy has medium sized firm tits with nipples. I heard the bathroom door open and turned to see her enter the bedroom, freshly showered, and wrapped only in a towel. I just know my eyes were wide at the sight before me.She looked at me and said, "I saw you looking down my blouse, Tommy," as I thought that I had been caught and was now in big, big trouble and that she would tell my mom."I think we had better have a little talk, Tommy, come over here," and she motioned me to her as I came forward, eyes, looking down, not knowing what to.