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It didn’t help that every time I looked up at the projector screen, instead of seeing the facts of my presentation, all my mind kept replacing them with was the notes instructing me to strip. Making matters worse was that my note sender had chosen that time to increase the power at which the egg buzzed deep inside me. I found the string and gently pulled it from my body, feeling the warm gush of juice and cum flow out from my pussy, as the toy was removed. True to his word, when I returned the box with my panties had gone, in its place was the remote for the egg and a new note.
Now, he was a few rows down from me, sitting at a table talking to a friend of mine about the way different wages and incomes work in different cultures. As I walked across the green, I decided a shower and some dinner would help me get into a better mind set to tackle those papers that were burning holes in my book bag. I ditched my bag immediately upon walking through the door and slowly pulled off my tee, not stopping a bit as I raced to the bathroom. I closed the curtain to the shower with one final look at the foggy mirror longing for the image to be real. I slowly slid my hand between my legs letting the foam run down my arm onto my slick pussy.
You didn't even give me your name, so I asked "What should I call you?" You reply in a rhaspy deep voice "I'm your mystery man and you are going to be my secret 'lil slut." Just hearing those words literally made my clit throb with excitement. Finally, you lean into me with another passionate kiss and whisper "Thanks for lunch my secret 'lil slut..." I laid back and closed my eyes taking in all the passion and excitement, trying to calm my heartbeat. As I pull myself together, I get into the driver's seat, start the van and receive another text message "Such a good Secret 'lil Slut, until our next lunch date...