Damn, it happened almost everyday. Here he was again, walking down the sidewalk with a ten inch hard on inside the leg of his uniform.
She was there, waiting for him every morning and he knew she must be hot in bed. She said naughty things to him, and always came out into the hallway in her sexy pajamas. She was classy though, not at all like the slut in that last building, who had already sucked his hard cockmeat.
Yes, she had been easy right from the start and Shawn knew she was a cheap slut. On his second week she came out in a very sheer pajama top, hard, thick nipples poking through. He knew she was begging for a good time and he offered her one. He told her that he could arrange to spend his lunch with her the next day, and she said;" That will be great."
He made his rounds early and was glad for once to avoid the hot, classy woman in C- building. She was probably inside writing one of her naughty stories and touching herself;- oooh yeah, touching herself. He had fun trying to picture it.
Those full tits just hanging and begging to be touched.
Well; on his way... He had to get to the last building for some release. His cock always started to get hard at C-building and he made every effort to get it to go limp before he got to Lavinia's door.
She came out into the hall as usual, and he loaded up the other boxes and then slithered in her door. He hadn't even noticed her lowcut, sheer top yet, but when he looked he could see her full tits were hanging there, with hard brown nipples.
She let Shawn put his bag down and then threw her arms around his neck. He was tall and built nicely. She pressed her mouth to his and savored his full, soft lips on hers. She groped at his bulging crotch while she darted her tongue into his mouth. He moaned and sucked her tongue. His hands were working their way up inside her top, and he cupped her fat tits, rolling his thumbs over her hard nipples. She was cooing.
