Oh, it was something else! All I could do was just lie there trying to catch my breath. I like indulging in something sensual and tasty after sex and ...decided to have mangoes. Luckily none of my flat-mates were home, so I could walk around freely. I got up and went to the kitchen to get myself the mango. It tasted divine. It was as if everything that night were meant to be a complete sensual experience. The time was only 11 PM and I was far from sleepy. In fact, I was hungry for more sex. I. ." Ah. Like what?"His interest flamed up a bit in his eyes, his tone still in the impossible state of being a bit bored, detached, but in full control."Like... like you own this place." Well, i don't, but that's not all you thought, is it?"Now she wriggled her butt in her chair. He knew, she thought. That made her at the same time more aroused, as well as uncomfortable. God, what was wrong with her tonight?"I thought you looked like you owned this joint, the whole world and...", she gasped for. Jen was a lot like me. She was cute but not beautiful. I was good-looking but not a stud. We were solid "B" students. We were smarter than the average student but not good enough to be part of the elite. We had brown eyes and brown hair. Her hair fell on her shoulders. My hair while long for a guy just went to the back of my neck. Hey! Another similarity was we were both in this store. Then again Jen of jeans apparently worked here so she should be here."Hi," I replied. "You work here?" Yes. I. My hands remained at my sides and frequently tapped the wall. Her left hand slithered to my butt and the other found it's way back to my hard cock. Twenty seconds into our make out session, my hands came to her breasts and pushed her away. "No, you are gonna get me fired." She backed way a foot and glared at me. My top teeth nearly cut into my bottom lip as my eyes just saw her bringing her hands to her good sized breasts. Then her eyes came off mine and drifted south to her boobs. "You love my.