Well I can go with STM job Cus I a daam headache and I don’t like someone creating pressure on me so I decided for a Receptionist one. Cus of only o...ne sit for a front office receptionist well I got little tense cus I need the job by my how cus my boringness is killing me. So I decided to wore a hot dress and to face the interview do that day I had worn a white corporate shirt without tying the button on my chest that anyone can see my cleavage and I had worn a short black skirt up to my knees. I sort of knew him through some elective courses, history or English or something. He was kind of cute. He flirted a little, I flirted back a little, and we ended up in a corner making out. I remember my head was getting a little fuzzy so he took me outside for some fresh air. I’m usually very good at controlling how much I drink. I won’t go into detail. I threw out the dress. I started that school year angry and embarrassed and depressed. I credit my doll of a roommate for getting me back on. He left my neck, took hold of my right shoulder and mouthing all over my back, kept on fucking me over and over. It was hard as good as it was.I should say this. Usually, in sex, he is not the gentleman he is when he listens to me or tries to make me feel relaxed. He is rough and filled with life. His strength can be felt in his every move.After some more fucking, he knelt, kissing me whoever he could, turned me to my left side so that my left leg was bent, right one straight and my pelvis bent. I was putting all my notes together when she came to pull me into her arms. "Sandi, I have no right to ask this, but would you allow me to make love to you?" Of course," I said. She led me to the master bedroom where she watched as I stripped and lay on the bed.For the longest time, she made love to my breasts and this time I allowed her to know what she was doing to me. I had my hands buried in her hair forcing her into my breasts. She bit me so hard it hurt but then she sucked the pain away..