How could I be letting this stupid feeling affect my behavior to the point of clumsiness? Then you know what happened? I found out I made a mistake wh...en packing. I had shorted my self a pair of panties. I did not like it but, I would have to wear one from a previous day. What else could I do? Not like I could wear a pair soaked in juice. I could not wear a pair covered in mildew either though was the problem." Oh I was so angry at that moment. What fool had put a water bottle in the laundry?. . .”Your cock is thick and hard, and I immediately recognize the taste of the cherry lube from my nightstand as you hold me down on the mattress and slowly begin to fuck my mouth. I feel one hand slide down my back and into my panties, your lubed fingers slip inside of me and you probe me as you continue to thrust into my mouth. “Yeah Krissy,” you moan. “I’ve wanted this for a long time . . . and now you’re MINE, aren’t you?”Since my mouth is full, I nod. At my submission, I feel you grow. We picked ourselves up from the hard floor while people were trying to avoid walking all over us and the words, how can you stop in the middle of the road was at the point of leaving my mouth when I saw who I bumped into. It was my boss and the fact that I had the most magnificent view up her skirt. Paula was a very tough boss and although she gave me a hard time during long business planning meetings, we got on really well and had built up a strange sort of friendship over the years. The one. After that short sucking episode I was hooked on cock and wanted to try sucking cock again. So, I continued to visit the arcade as often as I could, weekends, evenings, whenever I had the time. In order to visit the arcade I had to buy $3.00 in tokens to feed the video machines. Since I walked to the arcade on the weekends I would find tokens along the road that guys had thrown away lest their wives or girlfriends find out where they'd been. By picking up the tokens along the road I would have.