The actual door is open and I knock on the jamb. She signals me to come in with a hand gesture.Martin, I just got a call from HR. What's your problem ...with taking vacation leave?Excuse me ma'am? What problem? I haven't taken any, how can there be a problem?Jeez, Martin, are you really that dense boy? That's the point. You haven't taken any vacation leave in three years. HR is having a cow. You've accumulated six weeks of paid leave and they ordered me to tell you to take it ALL by the end of the. I thought he went in to bust his nut. He came out a minute later totally naked.“Don’t freak out, dude. I want to try something.” he said.He straddled me and pointed my cock at his asshole. He must have lubed up with some lotion I had in the bathroom because I slipped right in. Holy shit! What a feeling! He sat still for a minute before he started moving. Then he started slowly grinding his ass on my lap. I thought I was going to explode right then. Then he started pumping up and down. The. I need to call someone for you to talk with.”“I’m not talking to a therapist,” Shirley said.“Oh, I’m not calling a therapist. I’m calling June. You’ve got a lot in common with her and really need to hear her story,” Sharon said with a smile.In her bedroom, Cathy reached up and started to unbutton her shirt while smiling at Sam. He watched her with wide eyes knowing that he was finally going to see the treasures that he had only felt through her shirt. Seeing his reaction, she said, “We’re going. Sorry, but I gotta study for this calculus test." He said, and excused himself. Yumi turned to look at him. "Do you need help studying?" She asked. "Really? I'm not good at this, so I could use all the help I could get." He said, running his fingers through his spiky, dark brown hair. Yumi just nodded. "I'll go change and meet you in your room." She told him. In her room, Yumi changed into another shirt, and a pair of sweatpants, before tying her hair into pig tails. She wondered how she got.