"For instance, we both found out a lot about each other's family." A flash of a smile, neither warm nor humorous. "On the whole, I'd have to say I lik... yours better."She did too, but that was beside the point. "Brandon, for the past few weeks you've been... Inaccessible, really. I mean, we... We talk, we hang out, we even have sex, but... Sometimes I'm not sure you're really paying attention to any of it." Well, for that matter, you haven't been very present either." The control of his tone. On the other side of the bed were a simple arm chair and a full length wall mirror. A sealed double glazed window was beside the bed, through which was a view of office blocks and a distant park. The only evidence that the room served as a boudoir was the predominant rich sherry red of the room and the three pictures on the wall displaying women in states of undress. One was a black and white photograph and the other two were prints of paintings by not particularly talented artists."No, I. But that was more than a decade ago when I was a freshman in college. They surprised me because both were really into sex, a hobby actually, even at that age. Some intercourse but mostly wanted to suck my cock and watch me masturbate for them then have me make them cum with their favorite toy after they got hot. Changed my mind completely about age and sex.First was actually my teacher in Human Sexual Health class. She seemed very sexual herself, wearing light, low cut tops that made it easy. . The answer satisfied my instructor and she carried on lecturing us about proper techniques. As she continued to talk, one of the New hires started joking with me about stuff and lightly touching me. At first i shyed away. ashamed because I did have a boyfriend. and yet, this man was handsome enough to make me think about him pulling me close to him and kissing . {shameful} The thought though, was still welcomed into my mind and made my pussy wetter. Weeks passed since our encounter and me and.