Girl from the typing pool
This is a true story of one of my affairs I had between marriages. When I was divorced I had the unfortunate luck of living in a very conservative southern city. It was almost impossible to meet a girl without being first introduced to them by someone. Of course, like most guys, I was trying to get into the pants of the single slim attractive girls who guarded their pussy better than Fort Knox. I was getting very horny and tired of jerking off when I received an invitation from the typing...