“I really used to like her,” Lindsey said staring at the menu. “You know, it’s not like she would have got in trouble for passing a note,” s...he said in an annoyed tone. “You’re right, a lot of of this could have been avoided if people just minded their own business,” I added. “Enough of that, what do you want to do while I’m here, I mean besides fuck?” Just as Lindsey said that our waiter came up to take our order. Lindsey’s face got a new shade of red. The waiter took our order, and as he left. No positive body language. Probably hadn't had sex in a month ... if that. I strike up a conversation. I lean over to tie my laces, making sure he can see my breasts hanging down in my bra. I look up and his tongue is hanging out. It's so easy with men it doesn't seem fair. But it's her I need. She's the key.I love what you're wearing. Your hair looks great. Do you do it yourself? You're a very attractive woman. How do you stay so slim?(light touch on her arm.) Bet a lot of guys hit on you.. “Please, for my sake, give Cathy the boot, and get back with Lori. She’ll never hurt you; she’s the ideal woman for you.”It was surreal; here I was naked, with two lovely women, the three of us had spent all morning making love, they had tried once again to convince me to head off to Europe for a year with the two of them. Yet they were both adamant that I get with another woman. I really didn’t understand women at all.“How about we have a swim?” Jenny suggested, and we all went outside, and. Are we pheromone bonding? She’s exhaling a bit louder than before. At the same time I’m feeling her pussy rocking back and forth on my dick. So much pleasure with every motion! I’m looking down but can’t see any movement under the blanket. Is it just in my head?What is this? There! I’m looking down her beautiful cleavage. One nipple is visible. A wave of adrenaline is washing through my body and I’m involuntarily pumping the muscles on my hard dick. She must be feeling this on her pussy. I’m so.