Theresa and I continued our torrid romance in theevening, enjoying each other's female forms and pleasing each othermultiple times. The sex was great... and Theresa hinted at something bigfor the party. Friday night came and the office went out for happy hourat McGuirk's. The beer flowed and several of us got tipsy and wediscussed things which should stay outside the office. Everyone was veryinterested in Theresa's quick conversion to lesbianism but it was reallyrooted in the love for the. Devon caught the look as well and a small predatory smile crossed his mouth as he focused on the pretty, little brunette. ‘Well, you and I have now ceased to exist,’ Gwen commented with an eye roll as her friend continued her verbal sparring match / foreplay with Devon. ‘I think you’re right,’ Joe agreed. ‘I’m Joe by the way, my friend there is Devon.’ ‘Gwen,’ she replied in kind and accepted his proffered hand. ‘And Cathy,’ she waved vaguely in the brunette’s direction. Over the course of. The height of her sexual arousal and the intense pleasure that she had given herself was almost too much to fathom.When her eyes rolled back into her head she turned and smiled at me. She then told me not to go anywhere while she went to the lady’s room. I told her that she didn’t have to go anywhere that I would love to clean her up. I rolled closer, grabbed her hand, and started sucking her fingers clean. At the same time I smelled her strong aroma and it gave me a hard-on. I got down on the. She poured herself a glass of white wine before asking us if we wanted to join her in a glass. Meg and I opted for some; Doris declined and opened a can of V8 juice.Doris drank directly from the can, wiped her mouth and somewhat pensively asked, "What is it that people do that makes you the angriest?"I know this question caught me by surprise. Doris was gaining my respect as a question raiser. It's not easy to develop a good question. Perhaps, I thought, I might be underrating her.Robin.