‘Wow,’ she remarked, her eyes full of intrigue. ‘What’s it like?’ I was taken aback by her question. ‘Well, aren’t you getting a little ...personal?’ I teased. ‘I’m just curious. I mean, if we’re being honest, I’ve … never actually done it myself.’ She rubbed her arm awkwardly, like that was supposed to be something to be ashamed of. I reassuringly told her, ‘You’ve got a whole lifetime yet.’ ‘Yeah, I guess,’ she replied with a nervous chuckle before looking away. Things fell quiet between us for. " What, you want me to buy you two a six-pack of beer or something?" That wasn't quite what I had in mind."Kim's eyes got about as big as saucers, as I think she realized what her friend was saying well before I did. My mind was still kind of clouded with fatigue and thoughts of April.Oh, shit. April.Suddenly I felt warm breath on my neck. The dark-haired teenager -- I still didn't know her name, I realized -- had pressed her body up against me, and was inexpertly kissing my neck. I could feel. So she protested, “But I don’t always question you. I only ask questions when I need you to explain something. Why do you say I am always questioning you?”David smiled and said, “I rest my case.”“What do you mean?” she persisted.He sighed and then replied, “I have given you an order about my desk and you ask me ‘Why?’ I object being questioned and indicate that if you don’t like my giving you orders you can always leave, and you deny questioning me and ask me ‘Why?’ again. When I try to. All she could think of was his beautiful cock and how deep he drove it inside her. She need more. In an act of desperation she messaged him. To her surprise he messaged straight back.‘Sorry babe. Lost your number. Glad you messaged me. Great being with you the other night. Wanna meet up?’ Susan smiled. She knew he hadn’t lost her number. She saw him put it into his phone. But overcome with lust, she ignored his lie. She replied.‘Yeah sexy. Would love to. I’m on an evening shift.