We are in Chicago the next 4 days interviewing candidates for the Chicago office. She and I ended up at lunch to discuss a few interviews and share ou...r notes. Halfway through lunch she gets a text or email on her phone and is clearly pissed after reading it. I see her whole demeanor has changed and ask whats wrong. At first she says she doesn't want to talk about it then tells me that her husband just messaged her that he moved out the last of his stuff. Here is the conversationme- I am. “Someone said that it would make me a more well rounded person.”“So are you?”“Am I what?”“More well rounded.”Alex chuckled and replied, “Probably not.”“I didn’t think so,” Sherry said. Most people didn’t shout to their neighbors that they were idiots.“You’re a college student, right?”“Yes. I’m working on my doctorate.”“That means you’re broke.”“Being broke is synonymous with being a student.”“I’ll pay you fifty dollars to sit out here and watch the lawnmower,” Alex said.“It looks like it is. I saw you around and I needed a roommate, so I asked around." Why did you think I'd need a roommate?" she asked. This whole thing sounded weird."Actually, I hoped you would," he said glibly. "And it turns out you do, so how about it?" I don't think so," she said, almost carefully."Aww, come on," he said. "It would be fun. We're both the same age, and probably have the same interests. And most of the other teachers here are a lot older. It could be a lot of fun. Besides, that way we don't have. Taking a deep breath, I slide a finger inside my flesh, my hips lifting upward in response to the penetration.My fingers work in concert with each other, taking me higher-and-higher. I slide the fleshy hood of my clitoris back, exposing the sensitive nub. Exposed, I rasp my fingernail across the tip."Oooohhhh," I mutter.I slip a second finger into my eager pussy and begin working them back-and-forth frantically while, at the same time, pinching and pulling my nipples more vigorously.My body.
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