. ?” I turned to enter my office and saw my friend sitting at the desk normally occupied by my TA. “Abigail?”“Terry! Or do you go by Professor... Reichert here? Oh, thank you, Linda.” My TA handed a cup of coffee to Abby.“Isn’t it cool, Terry?” Linda asked. “Ms. Harris is teaching two of the classes Jon would normally teach. I’m covering both of you as TA since she’s not going to be here enough to have a TA devoted to her. I figured it would be easiest to just have her share my desk when she. It's so neat."Tracy sat up on her knees next to me. As she cupped under my balls with her right hand, she steadied my penis with her left, kissed the tip, swirled her tongue around it and plunged it into her mouth. I lifted off the bed from the intense feeling.After going up and down my length with her mouth, she told me to bend my knees up and spread them apart. As the space appeared between my legs, she reached deep into my crotch.As her fingers found my pucker down there, her lips returned. "Would you like me to run?" He asked, crouching and sidestepping like a horse itching to race. "I have not all day, and my blood yearns for it." His voice was full of eager energy, and not altogether for running."Please do, but I've nothing to hold onto back here." She said, looking about for handholds.He reached behind himself. "Then we will try this." He said, then lifted her to his chest and pulled her back tight to his ribs, folding his huge muscular arms over her. She was nearly panting at. You might be surprised to know I didn't meet him at work! In fact I was unemployed at the time. He met me at a low point in my life. I was so angry, scared, frustrated, confused. My outlook on life was bad, my attitude worse, and I had totally shut down aside from loving my blessed boys. Eric asked to help me, and I accepted. We spoke for weeks, for hours on end. He gave me different ways to view things that had happened in my life. Some were pretty hard to swallow, but I knew were true. He was.