It was extremely windy in Syracuse. Her hair was blowing all over the place. Her skirt kept blowing between her legs. She was talking about something ...that happened in class, and suddenly realized that I was staring at her."What?" she said."Do you know you're beautiful?" I told her."Yeah right. This wind is killing my hair!" You look fantastic." You really are a goofball," she grinned at me, obviously pleased despite herself."Yup," I agreed-and grabbed and kissed her. She beamed at me. Hey, if. They could even resort to slipping her something like a ruffie to knock her unconscious If all went well, some photos or even video would be taken and then used as blackmail material. They would tell her that if she didn't do whatever they wanted her to do, they would show the pics or video to her husband, her kids and or any other family of her's they could find. Maybe even post it at some internet site for all to see. I can see the look of surprise on my wife's face as she realizes she's been. Once I was naked, I asked her to look up and me. I asked her if she ever sucked her boyfriends cock. No, she had not, only touched it. Well, time to learn bitch. So, grabbing her hair I made her lick my cock, balls, and even my asshole, teaching her to suck me until it was time to unload, and I cum hard, holding her hair and face against me, pumping load after load of cum into her mouth, she choked, cum ran out of her mouth and dripped from her chin to her tits. I looked down, smiling I. “I didn’t think you’d want me in there with you ... you know ... the bathroom privacy thing,” I countered, slightly surprised at her question, but yet not wanting to spend a moment away from her side.Lindie reached for my right hand, grasped it with her left and said with a seriousness in her smile, she said, “I’d actually like you to join me,” and tugged at my hand. “It’s OK Mikey.”Never before had I accompanied anyone to their bathroom and observed their habits. Except maybe a few guys along.