Nicole walked in silence as Lauren went on. She was shocked by what she was hearing but her stiff nipples also reminded her that she was getting arous...ed. She’d been more promiscuous back in high school in Atlanta than Lauren , but it had been a couple months since she’d enjoyed a good cock.“So what do you think? Wanna come with us next time?” asked Lauren.“No way!” Nicole blurted out, but wondered if she really did feel that way.“Oh come on, don’t be such a prude” Lauren said, smiling. That’s. "You need to just help me out and be a team player," she said quietly. She scooted her chair all the way up to the desk, so her stomach was pressed against it. "Where are you?" she said. I crawled slightly to the side and looked up at her from the left side. "What are you talking about?" I whispered. "Shut up!" she said. She grabbed my hair with her left hand and pushed me back under the desk. Without letting go, she pulled my head up towards her legs and inched her butt to the end of the. We often get coffee and sit outside alone to talk. At first it was about work, the role, upcoming challenges, but slowly it has turned to more personal topics about life, family, experiences, aspirations. These gestures in themselves are not overly exciting, but I've found that my heart has started racing when I hear the familiar knock on my door and I am practically living for our coffee catch-ups. Today I had a conference meeting. Alex was lecturing and he asked me to join the conference on. Between us, her jeans dropped down and she shrugged them off her feet while I pulled her panties down and caressed her bush, running my hand between the legs, exploring the lips and feeling the moistness of her womanhood. While I zipped open my jeans and shook them down frenziedly with my underpants, she got rid of her panties and we moved together as she reached down and pulled my hard, hard, hot cock between her legs and into her pussy. I was, of course, my first time and it felt so.