And if you stick around, believe me, it is a very interesting story. It all began when I graduated. My roommate Jimmy and I said our goodbyes as I pa...cked up my stuff and left the trusty dorm I had been living in for four years. In my final year of university, I had applied for an internship at what probably sounded like the most evil company in the word: IIA. The International Insurance Association. Sure, the work there was hard and the overtime I was forced to work for free was in the legal. Whenever the opportunity arose, she would take my hand and run my fingers over her slit. I could feel the heat and moisture of her arousal.Also at every opportunity, she would fondle my erection. I looked down and realized that without my underwear, the outline of my dick was clearly visible through my shorts. I shrugged it off. She was enjoying herself tremendously, and I found myself reluctantly enjoying the illicit thrill along with her.Toward the last couple of aisles, where we were. I hold my breath waiting for your spoken response. "Yes." You shift slightly and look at me for the first time all evening. "Undress."The command is spoken softly, but obviously is just that, a command. I stand in front of you, a large picture window behind you, cars driving by on our street, and the curtains wide open. I bite my lip, hesitating for a moment. You cock your eyebrow at me, waiting for my obedience. You rarely wait long. I reach for my shirt, and pull it over my head. My dark. It is strange that although we were at school together, we actually knew very little about one another’s home lives.On the first evening after John and Cecilia had retired for the night, Jeff told me the full story.Jeff’s dad had passed away when he was ten years old, and after his mom had remarried his new stepfather did not get on with Jeff at all. I spare you all the acrimony associated with this tale, suffice to say that Jeff ended up with his mother’s parents, and John and Cecilia who were.