Er..New York and looking for work at the moment.” she lied. “Your accent doesn,t sound American” he interrupted. “Oh no. I Was Born in Essex, ...but my father is American from Columbus, Ohio.” she qualified the myth. “What sort of work you looking for?” “ Anything to do with computers as I,m good with that line.” she replied. “I have a friend who works for a big international technology firm that could probably help find you something?” He offered. “Thank You. That would be a great help.”. Then she said, “I want to see that your cock. I've been waiting a long time to see it.” I stood and dropped my shorts. She took my cock in her hand she said, “You're fucking huge. I've never had a cock this big.”“You may not have had one this big yet, but you will today.” She sat up and pulled my cock towards her face. “I just want to see how much I can get in my mouth.” She started sucking it in a little at a time. I felt it hit the back of her throat. She pulled it out and then tried again.. Our poker table was far more subdued. We just shook our head in contempt thinking the women were gossiping about some unfortunate housewife in the neighborhood. Their victim might have had a boob job, or it was rumored she had an affair. Women can be so devious at times. The jovial atmosphere upstairs continued until all four women trotted downstairs to join us in the den. "Alex, could you fix us those delicious vodka gimlets you made last time?" Stephanie asked. I said almost rhetorically, "Of. Her arm hit me hard but I'm twice her size so she bounced off me and then she rolled off the side of our bed and landed on the floor. She was sitting with her shoulders on the floor, face up. She was between the wall and our bed with her buns sticking up in the air above the mattress. She is really limber because of her dancingI checked to see if she was OK. She was fine but pissed off. She complained, "I'm trapped here...help me up, damn it!"She was right, she was pretty helpless being wedged.