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really not that exciting; he was my boss and 8 years older than i was. i didn't tell him and he didn't guess which says a LOT about his sensitivity in the sack. i won't go as far as "pain" but turning moans of severe discomfort into groans of fake pleasure isn't as easy as it sounds. fortunately it only lasted a minute or two.

he then pulled out, looked at the naff red scented condom which had nearly given me brewer's droop when he produced it despite the fact i'm a bird, and said in horror: "are you on?" he then jumped up and went into the lounge at which point i got dressed and left through the back door.

my my how much fun the office was on monday morning...
( rachelswipe why am i still at work? it's fucking friday night!, Wed 9 Mar 2005, 15:48, closed)