I opened the door and got out as fast as I could. I was overwhelmed with thoughts as I drove to work the following day. I kept thinking if Natalie really did deserve my forgiveness, and if so, what I would ask her to do in return. In addition to that, I still needed to find a worthwhile guy and get it over with. I thought of not going through with it and just telling Aaron I did. But he was right, if I wouldn't do it, there is no telling for sure that I wouldn’t use it against him in the future. "Morning Naomi" said a voice that woke me up from my thoughts. I was already at my desk even though I barely noticed walking in the building. "Morning" I said back trying to put on a smile. "I understand amateur congratulations are in order" Jeremy said with a big smile. He took a step towards me then gave me a big hug. "I'm so happy for you" he said teen and sounded sincere. "Thanks Jeremy, I appreciate it" I said holding back a few tears. He let go of me and with a wide smile walked away. As soon as I took a seat it hit me. Jeremy! Jeremy was a guy I worked with for the past two years and we became quite friendly. We started out working in the same department, but a few months ago he got promoted and moved to another department. Jeremy was older than me by 9 years, but even though, we got along great. We would hang out during lunch and coffee breaks and even meet up outside the office occasionally. I always had a feeling that Jeremy, who was divorced with no kids, had a little crush on me. It was not something obvious, a quick glance here and a head turn there, and to be honest college I liked it. Jeremy was average height and build and leaning more to the skinny side. He had short black curls, wore a pair of stylish spectacles and had a black short trimmed beard. Also, he was an excellent dresser, always wearing quaint jackets and shoes. First time I met him, he looked to me like a British poet. What girl would mind having a guy like indian that tastefully check her out from time to time. How come I haven't thought of Jeremy the second Aaron brought this up , I thought to myself. He was the perfect choice, and although he might not approve of the situation, he was a man after all, and I knew that in the end I could make him find his way inside my panties. It was funny, I was beginning to feel excited about a possible rendezvous with Jeremy. One solved, one to go , I thought to myself as I moved my thoughts to the other issue I was dealing with, Natalie. I still felt anger while thinking of her and what she did, but it was not so strong as before. I do believe I can forgive her eventually, I thought to myself, but I wanted her to pay for Fucking what she did. I wanted her to feel hurt and humiliated, just like I do. It’s too bad she doesn't have a boyfriend, I could have fucked him and made sure she caught us together, that would have been epic. But then, I wouldn’t get a chance with Jeremy. My mind wondered back to Jeremy and how I would do this. I started picturing sexy him naked and before I knew it, my hand was in my panties right there in the office. I scolded myself, pulled my hand out before anyone noticed and tried to get some work done. That's it ! I thought to myself after two hours of not getting any work done and only thinking about Natalie and what I should do with her. I felt a knot in my stomach at what I thought about doing to her. "Could you really go through with it? She shuddered and squealed as his digit slipped inside her. She stroked it. Of course, John's short penis had worked well enough to produce two healthy children with amateur Jan. And he really didn't care that much anymore that he wasn't well-hung. “It is just the fluid Fucking that comes out before I would ejaculate. “But it’s what I want to be.” She smiled pitiably sexy at me, “I can’t fight this. Rod walked over to his friend. While I must admit that the notion of my sister sucking my cock was still sickening, a small horny part of me found it appealing. If so, I presume you wanna be dominated!” her voice didn't sound the slightest bit human. As Faith watched him find his seat and she tried to hide the play of emotions she felt she realised, with a sudden, tenting college certainty as she watched him smirk knowingly at her, that she would have to teach this class sitting today. It’s obvious he’s come to the conclusion that my dick tastes good. “Jewels!” One of the others (the oldest man in the group) has on his lap a heavy cloak like a monk’s cowl, indian folded repeatedly, and he unravels this and throws it over me. She acted as if it was an accident, but once maybe, twice can be excused but after that it was purposeful.” The top of my breasts were visible and when teen I bent over the top would pull away and would expose my breast. Priceless crystal chandeliers illuminated four beds all set up in a row, naked men and women everywhere.