He was naked again too. Instead of the back room we went into the kitchen."Make me dinner," he said, sitting at the kitchen table. "You may wear the a...pron to protect your skin.I took the apron on the counter and put it on. He stood to tie it behind me then sat back down."What do you want?" I asked nervously. My cooking skills were limited."Anything."I wanted him to tell me. A sandwich? No, he had me put on the apron. He wanted something cooked.I looked in the fridge then in the cabinets.. I noticed the door open and maxine (one of the waitresses) came in and sat naked on a towel nearby. She was gorgeous. We talked a little then it was clear the heat was getting to her and she closed her eyes, her head went back a little and her legs parted to reveal a shaved pussy that looked perfect for licking. My cock twitched. What should i do?i decided to leave and go to the steamroom. By them i had a raging hard on and as i walked noticed most men had one too. Well its only natural isnt. "Stop!" He stopped again. He was hoping that she would let him stroke just a few moments longer, he knew he could cum if she did, and he was getting desperate to cum.She continued the torture for what seemed like hours, but in reality was only a short time. She could see his tension, his frantic need to cum. Finally, when she felt he'd sufferred enough, she remained silent, watching as he stroked and jerked. She watched as his penis erupted with cum as he squeezed and cried out. Ropes of. "Could you explain every thing to me so I can understand your decision, at least?" A whole bunch of us got together yesterday afternoon for a little relaxation. It was like a party to celebrate the end of three pretty grueling days of brainstorming. It should be called blame storming! We made very little progress, except we agreed everything was someone else's fault. You know that I never drink unless you're with me, Jim. I'm just not capable of intelligent, rational thought after several.