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T racey had heard that I had returned to work , and had dropped by on occasion to say hello, she had a new man in her life much to my dismay, I loved our brief chats, and she was as sexy as ever - Mr Penis agreed fetish - forming a mini tent in my pants when she outdoor was in close proximity, I tried to hide or disguise this reaction, I'm not sure if Tracey noticed or not - I think there was the occasional grin. So guess what, I would head home that night - watch some porn and beat the shit out of Mr Penis - thinking of past experiences fucking Tracey and others.....mmmmmmm Mr Penis loved those memories. It was difficult at first being back to work, because I had fond memories of places where I had kissed, groped, Big Boobs seduced, finger fucked, fucked horny women - like in the storeroom, meeting room, other ward etc. It was like I could still smell the sex in those areas if I closed my eyes and let my mind wander. I always did my best at work, but one of my vices was female watching, and we had an abundance of multi-cultural staff. Watching their mannerisms, quirks, habits - the way they held themselves,walked and talked - I always loved a sexy waddle walking past me, it was like the 'pied piper' I had amateur a strong urge to follow. I am back and Mr Penis is on full alert ... Often I bumped into Tracey at the hospital canteen, she indicated being happy with her new man Trevor - he was an electrician. I told I had been through some tough times and regretted not having kept in contact, cheekily asking her if she missed me. Tracey said she struggled for a while, because I had not returned her phone calls. When I was in close proximity to her pleasant memories flowed. I still had strong feelings for her .... Mr Penis re-adjusting in my pants. I had asked if we could meet up at some point - she hesitated and said "not a good idea". Tracey was always a bit of a tease, touching my hands/arms as we chatted, and giving me warm smiles and a light peke on my cheek when departing. God she smelt so good, my eyes hungrily stripping her as she departed. I am a hands person as well and often touch when I talk, Molly our ward clerk found me a little overly friendly at first, but I felt I was winning her confidence, her pale skin- red hair and soft freckles on her cheeks, she was very, very cute - especially when she smiled and laughed and her dimple formed. My imagination moved into over drive, thinking what she would look like naked... Mr Penis loved those thoughts, struggling hidden in my pants. "Oh, I love the public Irish accent" it is so sensual, so sexy. I could see Molly working hard at the computer rubbing her neck, quietly coming up behind her, I placed my hands on her shoulders and began massaging her. At first startled, Molly blushed saying " Oh you startled me", she soon relaxed as I manipulated her aches and pains " Ohh that is so good", mmmm her skin is so soft, my imagination ran into over drive again and my cock Mr Penis was erect behind her back, eager to erupt from my work pants. I asked if her boyfriend massaged her, to which she replied " no never, he is not a romantic person, he finds it difficult to show affection". I replied " oh that is sad" and stepped up my work on her neck and shoulders. It sounded awfully close. She spent some time unpacking boxes in the bedroom, living room and kitchen. The next day Jason was again escorted into the plane cabin, restrained, and ridden to orgasm by Sister Nancy. “I wasn't as fast as you, Mommy,” she said and, amateur to my shock, pulled off her panties. I would love to learn how to build them and work on them. The whores were used to harassment and ill treatments so this was nothing new. HUCK! 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