It was entirely my fault. I had too much to drink and I was angry and did something stupid. Brad never tried to get me to do anything. I threw myself ...at him that night. I am not proud of it and I am sorry it happened but it wasn't Brad's fault," Lisa said.Tom was still hot but he tried to keep his anger in check."That night you not only screwed up our marriage," Tom said, "you also destroyed a friendship of more than fifteen years." Why? You and Brad can still be friends. He never meant this to. They giggled with no resistance. Stan, always the gentleman, helped them out of their uniforms. Stan was first to screw the maid who had extraordinarily large tits. He hadn't finished with Delores, so Ron went over to join her. Warren took the other maid doggie style. He soon creamed her with rapid thrusting strokes and a loud, "Hi Yo Silver Away" at the end. Tammy called me over for what she called a "reunion." Stephanie and Kim used their free time to pleasure each other, only Stephanie had. She looked at the jeweller and gave him a smile, not a heart-stopper, but a gentle, warm one."Have you any other suggestions?" she asked."Frankly, no. Anything green or yellow would be wrong because of your eyes, which, my dear, are your soul."Victoria blushed. "What do you think, darling?" she asked."They're both beautiful on you, darling." Oh, Mark, you're not being a help."Mark smiled lovingly. "No," he said. "I know but it's your engagement ring. So you get first choice." Beast!" she said. "Nah, lessee see wot sorry little piece of shit they've sent me to fuck up this time..." It was a voice without mercy, vibrant with sexual malice.I whimpered, and in an overwhelming surge of terror and exhaustion lost control of my bladder for a second. Shame mixed with fear as hot pee soaked my knickers and ran down my bare legs to the concrete floor."Oh my ... I seen yew and yer friend's pretty faces all over the papers! They mast love me upstairs this week. Hmmm ... Wot's that I c'n see on.