‘This is the best dream ever!’ I thought as myquickly clearing mind tried to sort fantasy fromreality.“I waited so long for you to a...rrive,” whispered thefemale form in the total darkness above me as shereached between us, grabbing my now fully raging hard-on. “I need you in my pussy NOW!” she rasped in ahoarse whisper as she raised up, positioning me at herwet center. Without hesitation she slammed her crotch down to meetmine, emitting a high pitched squeak.. “What’re you doing?” I asked.“Nothing,” she hissed. “What do you want?” She avoided looking at me, and instead glanced nervously at her laptop, pushing her legs tight and folding her arms in front of her chest.“Nothing as well,” I replied laughing. “Just wanted to see how my little sis was doing.” I walked in slowly, heading for the bed where I saw her push that secret little thing under, that she seemed to be so nervous about. “What’ve you got there?” I asked, feigning surprise, as if I had. He took off his apron, and headed toward me. I suggested he meet me at a local 24 hour restaurant. He said "I don't have a car - I bike around campus!" The restaurant was a fair distance, so I offered him a ride w/me.We left, and got better acquainted on the drive from campus to restaurant. Once in the car, he became more open. I found out most of his shyness is with large crowds. I chuckled, and said "You'll get over that soon - I find you to be quite attractive in face - form - voice!" He. It turns out that you are my number one fan." My ability to control my cock was failing as I silently thanked 'Big Brother' for the up side of surveillance. She continued, "I wanted to visit you and thank you personally." She paused for a moment. "I know that I should have called you personally before arriving, but your wife and I wanted to surprise you." Oh, I'm surprised," I confessed"Now, I want you to know that as my number one fan, you get my private phone number. Call me anytime." Her.