His arms wrappedaround my waist, and he firmly but gently pulled me against him. Hislips touched mine, and he kissed me softly and then more forceful...ly. Mylips parted, and his tongue entered my mouth. I was standing in a skirtand heels kissing a man. What was I doing?!I pulled away from him, stammered a good night, and quickly went inside.What was happening to me? I stood in my little apartment and started tocry. I'm Brandon Jacobs, I thought to myself. I'm a heterosexual male,and I'm a. I’m not good with people, I don’t have the patience to make polite conversation, I don’t like pretending to care about all the petty stuff, idiot celebrities, brain dead soap operas, farcebook. It’s not that I can’t, just that I much prefer sticking to engineering and belly riding. That is in part why Laura and I are so compatible, why I christened everything outside of my narrow focus, the ‘Lauraverse’. Laura is it’s mistress, bends it to her will, most importantly, keeps it well away from me. They use thiscockiness to advantage when that happens. I think the other women areteaching this attitude to Jennifer.Jennifer is also recently engaged, and I can imagine they are teachingher some things about handling a husband too.I had a little run-in with Jennifer recently. Each department wasgiven a spreadsheet to complete, and they would all be con-solidated bysomeone later on. The spreadsheets were to be printed on legal sizepaper instead of normal letter size paper. So I inserted. I watched in my phone as she moved her left leg to the side giving me an unobstructed target for the lens of my camera. My phone made a sound of a camera clicking a picture and she smiled broadly with a nod of her head indicating her pleasure at my action. My cock was throbbing in my trousers as I could not take my eyes off her panties.I noticed a slight movement in her legs and looked up, she had turned her head checking other passengers on the bus and then turned back to me and motioned with.