Placing two fingers down between her legs, she split her wet pussy lips open and straddled my lap. Her pussy found my cock head and as she descended, ...my cock slid effortlessly deep into her hot folds, she was so wet! She reached down and tugged up the hem of her tee and there before my eyes was her beautiful set of young breasts. Her nipples rock hard and her areola's swollen into puffy cones.I leaned in like a zombie and began suckling her tit. Its full shape filling my mouth as my tongue. Why, I don't know.Maybe it was a combination of things.First, she was different.Different to what I was used to. Soft and rounded, not lean and taut. Dark, not fair. Quiet and considerate, not showy or egocentric. Mature, but on some things quite naïve.Or was it just the close familiarity we now had at work, being on the same project for over two weeks with mostly just each other's company - a sort-of "hot-house" atmosphere where things might happen that in other circumstances wouldn't?Or. I had never heard such seductive whimpers before and it was as if he totally melded with me in a state of complete ecstasy. Albie’s lithe body made me feel like I was a total stud, having captured a sylphlike nymph in a magical forest.Every fibre of my being became engorged by a primaeval lust to subjugate him to my whim. It was as if I had become a horny pan-like creature in pursuit of a hedonistic elixir of gratification as lust surged through my veins.Shortly, my eager fingers that by now. ”Then he said, “You look good in jeans. Try to wear them daily.” I asked him a little mischievously, “Do you like to see me in jeans?” I got surprised when he nodded and said Yes. At that moment, my bus arrived, and I left.From that day onwards, I tried to avoid meeting him. But one day I was studying for my exam in the library near my house. After some time, I saw someone sitting near my chair. I kept studying.Then after a few minutes, I heard someone say, “So you decided to follow my advice.”.