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Me – I really mean it.Anjali – What do you think?Me – About you? Obviously, you are sexy and I had a crush on you.Anjali – How come you never told me?Me – Because we were colleagues and there are professional boundaries to be respected.At this point, Anjali just leaned over my shoulder. Our eyes met as I turned around my head a bit. And we kissed! And that kiss turned into a smooch.My ex-colleague unbuttoned my shirt, entered her hands and started feeling me all over. My lips were sliding all over her neck, then on hell of a cleavage she had. My hands were exploring here back and the bra strap was off in no time.The smoothness and softness of Anjali’s 34C boobs was heavenly. Within no time, our formals were off and we were feeling every inch of our naked bodies.Anjali grabbed my 6.5 inch iron hard dick and started stroking it as I was squeezing her boobs. My tongue on her nipples caused her to moan.Anjali – Ahhhhh.. Neil.. you doing so good.I started fingering her clit as she bit my. “That could not be any more embarrassing,” Amaya muttered. She put her shoes back on and called Wesley as she tied them.“I did it,” she whispered.“That was fast,” Wesley said. “And a good thing too, you need to run to Perry building.”“Where is that?” Amaya asked.“It’s by the music arts building, beside the cafeteria there.”Amaya’s eyes widened. That area was filled with people and as sweaty as her shirt was, Amaya wasn’t sure she could do it. It was also another long run.“The clock is ticking,” Wesley said and he hung up.Through the doors and out the Student Center, Amaya ran with all her heart. She was cursing as she ran, fully aware of how visible her breasts were under her shirt. When someone gave her a wolf-whistle, Amaya’s face turned to a crimson blush that spread down her neck.Amaya also became aware of the problems of running without panties. The denim of her jeans was rubbing her sex as well as rubbing tightly against her ass. She felt naked despite her outer clothes. Every.
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