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Meeting Robyn (part 2)

“I don’t want a drink,” she said, pushing herself past me and into my room. “I can’t wait anymore.”

She tossed her purse on the desk and then pushed me back onto the bed. An erection began to stir.

“I’ve seen you watch me,” she said. “I know what you want from me.”

She pulled her dress off over head revealing the white lacy bra and matching g-string. She left her boots on. She put one hand on my shoulder and the other went down her belly in her panty.

Meeting Robyn (Part 1)

The first time I saw her in hallway outside my office, I was immediately attracted to her. I still remember what she wore and how her hair looked. She was stunning and succulent and I had to have her. Her name was Robyn and she was being given a tour of our office building. She got into an administrative operating group that partner with my division on tasks and regulations. Her small frame and innocent face made her look very young although she was 30. She caught me looking at her from my doorway.

"Tonight you're going to do exactly what I say" (pt 1)

First some background: this story is from my freshman year in college. I was a football player about six feet tall with short brown hair and an impressive figure. I was skinny for a linemen only weighing in at 225 lbs but I was a specemin of muscle and athleticism. I never quite managed to get that elusive six pack but an athletic career spent in a squat rack meant I had an ass that could turn heads. I normally don't like to brag about my body but these were the glory years dammit!

[F]uck [m]e on the counter!

As I searched the kitchen for a late snack, she entered the room, like any other time. Wearing one of my printed t-shirts and simple underwear. Nothing sexy, not the clothing, not the attitude. Little did I know just how pent up I was!

Oral sex in traffic [m/f]

This was my first JTC story. Here's another.

It was a Friday and I was at work. I was emailing JTC, who I was having an affair with, who was not working that day. I felt like being with her and not being at work, so I asked her if she wanted to go for a drink. She did. I made some excuse, left the office about mid-afternoon, and drove to pick her up.

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