Recap: Chapter 1
"Mmmm, it sure was." I said as I slowly kept pushing back into him and making all of that cum juice spread all over.
"I hope you don't mind what we did Debbie?"
"Mmmm, it was so nice, Mr. Jacobs." I told him.
"Then at some other time, would it be possible to do it again then Debbie?"
"Yes, I think so Mr. Jacobs. But right now I think I better go to the washroom and get out of these soggy panties."
"I should accompany you, my pants need attention also."
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Chapter 2
He did follow me to the office washroom but I was fairly discreet as I slipped down my soggy panties and put them in the sink. Then I took a piece of paper towel and wetted it before I wiped it down my crack and over my bum cheeks.
When I turned he was stood there looking down at the front of his trousers and the enormous wetspot.
"Oh my goodness, I can't go home like this, she'll kill me." He said with an air of concern.
"Take them off Mr. Jacobs, let me see if I can wipe them with a wet cloth."
He was stood there in his boxer shorts, which were also wet while I tried to salvage his wet cum stained casual trousers.
"It's a pity we don't have a washer and dryer here, these are washable. Maybe I can pop home and do them."
"Oh sure, and what do I wear while I wait here, what happens if someone comes?"
"Well I guess we could finish up here and you could come over to my house and we'll wash and iron them."
"Good thinking Debbie, I never thought of that, are you still living alone?"
"Yes, just me and the cat."
He put his trousers back on and made sure that we had removed any evidence of what had happened, then he made sure that all the front doors were locked. We slipped out of the backdoor and he locked it after me, then he gave me a ride home.
I put the kettle on and made him a coffee then he removed his trousers and emptied the pockets before I gave them a cold water wash.
"Don't you think we better do the boxer shorts as well?"
"I guess so, what do you have that I can wear?"
"I'll have a look and see if there is any of dads old clothes around in moms room."
"Oh its okay Debbie, just give me a big towel." He said so I handed him one and he discretely removed his shorts.
"Did you pickup those wet panties out of the office washroom?"
"Yes, I'll throw them in with the shorts."
"Well, I guess they know each other intimately anyway." He said and chuckled so I laughed and then we seemed to relax.
"I'm sorry to cause all this bother for you Debbie. Don't worry I'll mark down extra hours for you."
"It's no problem Mr. Jacobs."
"Listen, away from the office you can call me Ron."
"Thanks Ron."
"I should really have realized what was happening, but I was so wrapped up in the excitement of the event." He said.
"Me too, Ron. You're the first person to ever touch me there, so I was all caught up in the excitement also."
"Oh, I'm surprised, I thought that you would have had many boyfriends already."
"I've had a few boyfriends, but none worked out long term. Actually, I'm still a virgin."
"Well, I guess there is nothing wrong with that, Debbie. So do you usually please yourself by masturbation?"
"Yes. But you were the first to do it to me."
"I hope that you allow me to do it again, Debbie.'
"I, err don't know Ron. Maybe if there is a washer and dryer close by." I said and grinned. Then we both laughed.
"It's very rare that I masturbate Debbie, I just never had the motivation, until I met you of course."
"But you have a wife as well to look after you."
"I'm afraid her days of giving or receiving any sexual pleasures are over, she's much older than I and she has no interest anymore."
"Oh that's really sad."
"Yes it is, but you made me feel like a much younger man again Debbie."
"Well thank you, that's kind of you to say, Ron. I must say I did feel very comfortable when you were holding me."
"Tell me Debbie, have you ever masturbated a man before?"
"Oh yes, several. That was the only way to keep the boyfriends satisfied and their hands off me."
