I go past him, my body touching his lightly. I whisper to him that I am so wet and I want him to fuck me. I tell him to follow me to the bathroom, but... we don’t make it quite there, instead we find a dark corner where we pull each other close. As our bodies touch, our lips part so our tongues can meet and entwine. As the kiss gets deeper and deeper, he pushes me up against the wall, his hands going under my dress. I sigh as his hands grab my ass and pull me closer. His fingers finding their way. I was dumbfounded by this request and immediately rock hard. I quickly closed Sarah’s office door and reached down to the hem of her dress and lifted it up over her backside. She was wearing white cotton panties and Sarah asked me to smack her backside as hard as I liked, but before that she said that I should pull her panties to one side and take her from behind. My mind was in turmoil, but I soon had my cock positioned at the tip of her soaking wet pussy. Sarah told me to hold still and she. After I left her at the apartment, she told me she loved the evening.She gave me a tight hug, with her breasts pushing right to my chest. Later she asked me, “What are your plans for the weekends?” I told her about my work. But then told I would be free by evening because I didn’t want to miss the chance. Then we started to chat.I felt as if she trying to be someone she is not, by reducing weight for her boyfriend. I knew Rakesh, but I liked Aditi and I didn’t want her to change. During that. You’d have called me in and asked me all sorts of questions and laid down all sorts of rules. Probably, I’d have been your guest loads of times. But you know me better than you know any of the guys she dances with on house dates. You can find out about my Dad by asking at church. Mr. Schmidt was my employer for the past three summers. You’re not interested in most of that, but you can ask him what he thinks of me. That’s as much as you knew about the other boy -- probably more.”“Really, Dad,”.