The first time my female coworker ate my puşşy
So about ten years ago, I was going through a pretty rough custody battle with my son’s father. On top of that, I was working crazy hours just trying to make ends meet.
At the time, I was working nights at a seasonal job, and the shifts were ridiculously long. By the time we got off, we were usually exhausted.
I’d gotten pretty close with one of my coworkers. She was a couple of years younger than me, fun as hell, and we just clicked.
She also lived pretty close to me, so we started carpooling together. Every once in a while, after a particularly long night, she’d just crash at my place instead of going home.