A month or so later he asked me out on a proper date and I asked him if his girlfriend would mind? he replied "we're free agents and who's telling her... anyway?" I made up a story about seeing a girlfriend from school and sneaked out to see him. He met me in his dads car and we just drove around a bit having fun, I was way too young to go into a bar or anything so we just used to hang out. We met up a few times over the next few weeks, but I knew he was still seeing his girlfriend as well, but. When it got to 3pm, the boss finally gave in, knowing that even if they managed to get the servers running, very little would get done. She sent us home, told us to come back fresh tomorrow.Some of the team went to the pub - we usually did after work on a Wednesday. There was nothing wrong with getting in a few extra pints early on.But for some reason, on this particular day, I decided to go straight home. I got back to the house early, walking through the door by 4.30, six hours earlier than. He pulled his dick from my pussy and pushed up it against my ass. He continued to push and his tip slowly sunk into my ass. I cried out as he gripped my large ass tighter, not allowing me to pull free… as if I wanted to! One hand slipped lower around my side to kneed into my fat and then further to finger my clit. It all felt so good and I arched my back to give him more access to my clit as his dick sank deeper in my ass. ‘Oh shit,’ I yelled, ‘that is fucking huge baby!’ It hurt a bit, but in. "Yeah – I had a banana muffin thing for breakfast, and Moira brought me a sandwich for lunch." Good," I assured her. "Most people adapt in a day or two. I'll talk to Jake about it, but it's probably best to just try leaving the patch on for now; it should be wearing off slowly over the next day or day-and-a-half. If you're still OK, then I think you're set. I hope you can join us in the dining room at 6:30 for dinner tonight."I watched as Saralinda looked to Moira, who gave a shrug and raised.