We had visited the archive room and the gent’s toilets on a number of occasions. Each time my work friend, Mike, sucked my cock. He really was good ...at it, and it would have been rude to refuse his requests. Besides, I hadn’t wanted to refuse. I desperately wanted to suck him, but each time he said, ‘Wait until we are away together.’ In the meantime, he continued to suck on me regularly. We had known for a while that we would have to be away on business together with one other colleague,. Mostly, I managed to ignore this latest round of unpopularity. Some of the guys knew something new was happening, but I did nothing to provide any answers to any of their inquiries. My imagination was already fuelling several possible scenarios for how this might end, if only things worked out the way I hoped they would.It was Friday before I heard anything more about Lisa and Glen's ideas. This time it was Glen who approached me."Dave, hold up a minute, will you?" I was grabbing a towel, just. I could hopefullyget the stains out of this red leotard, as I began to wash it in thewasher. I'd just obviously have to set some guidelines with him, as heobviously had to be more discreet about what he did when dressed. I'djust tell him that he'd have to keep those types of urges to himselfand private.I was just really worried about a situation where he'd be dressed up,and his male bulge exposed, but he was drawing attention to himself byconstantly stroking himself. That could not happen if. After stirring the coals and making sure they were cool, I went into the house and took a shower. As I was drying off I heard my phone indicate I had a message. I wrapped a towel around my waist, went to the nightstand, and picked it up.“Peek a boo.”I smiled at the message then turned to the window.Once again, I tiptoed to the window, sneaking so I would not get caught. It was silly for me to tiptoe, but it added to the excitement.I tilted a slat and could see her on the bed with the mirror.