He was an amazing kisser and I didn't want it to stop. "We shouldn't do this" I said. "You can get into serious trouble" but he just looked at me and ...kissed me again. "Into my office, bring your clothes please Alexander" The office was small with an old oak desk and single locker looking wardrobe. There was a sink in the corner near a radiator where a few white towels were stacked. The room was lit by three opaque high level windows with clasps that you needed a pole to open them. It looked. “It added three percent to the budget.”“And this is beyond the building code requirements?” Uncle John asked.“Yes.”“Total budget, or the budget for just this building?” I asked.Dean Lloyd flinched.“Good catch,” Uncle John said. “That’s the danger in letting academic types run a project. They want to try the newest gadgets or techniques, which may not be the soundest financially. They don’t have to make a profit and are spending your money, not theirs.”Dean Lloyd’s face colored at that. 'She stood to the side of me so the others could see and started massaging my balls hard. Amy had picked up a stick and was poking my cock and balls with it. Kate gripped my shaft and started to move her hand backwards and forwards. I saw her grin to herself as she felt it start to throb and twitch, I gasped as she rubbed my dry bell-end. Amy and the other two girls had become silent and were watching intently as Kate jerked me off. I knew this was going to be humiliating and tried to stop. But I'll leave you the key for it too, just in case," she said."Sounds good, Lucy. I'm sure Christy and I will be just fine for a few days. It'll give us a chance to catch up–I'm sure she will have lots of stories of college life to tell me!" he said, chuckling. He remembered how excited she would get at times when she was younger, and how she would race over to his house with the latest news. He would patiently sit there and listen as her words came out faster than her mouth could make them.