" Okay." She turned back and then was gone as soon as she had been served.I didn't think anything more about it. The day wore on, an endless successio... of meetings and departmental issues that a senior Manager has to deal with in a quite large college in the centre of London. In fact, the episode passed from memory over the next few days, it wasn't until nearly a week later that the memory came back suddenly.A knock at the door had me calling for the person to enter. I was deeply engrossed in. She grinned at me and reached for my belt. Her hand snaked down to my crotch and fondled me through the cloth again. Her hands worked quickly to unclasp my belt and unbutton my pants. Her hand slid under the waistband of my underwear and she pulled me to her.Her diminutive breasts were hot through the cloth of my shirt. The hard nipples poked through, exciting me further as her hand slid past my freed erection and caressed my balls. Her hand came away from my crotch and we kissed deeply. She. I’ve never cum like that, never been so weak or so satisfied.” I smiled, kissing her back and said, “I’ve wanted you since we were teenagers. I used to jerk off to your nude Polaroid’s, bet you didn’t know I found them!” I smiled.She smiled back, “Well, I knew one was missing and I just guessed you had it, I used to think about you doing stuff like that with it.”I kissed her deeply and said, “Let’s take a nap, it’s three am. In the morning, I’m having your pussy for breakfast and then I’m going. I went to open the door, but found it had started to open already by a man in butler's livery. "Good afternoon, Miss Carmichael," I heard in a somewhat sour voice. "Hello yourself," I said. "I'm not feeling very well. I nearly fell off the railway bridge near school." The butler's face underwent a few strange expressions, as if I had said something so unusual that it belied understanding. Maybe it was. I couldn't guess how Jan usually greeted the butler, but obviously it wasn't with anything.
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