Marcus quickly rolled down the window that separated them. ‘Sorry, Miss Sanders, are you okay?’ ‘ I am fine, Marcus, just putting on a one girl ...wet see-thru shirt contest back here,’ Jessica chuckled. ‘I do apologize, I did not see the hole before it was too late. I will check the tire and get out your bags if you would like to change.’ ‘The carry-on bag would be great, Marcus, this is kind of awkward.’ Marcus stepped out of the car. One look at the tire told him, his boss was not going to be. I hang up my hat and coat and enter the living room to find her curled up on the couch, feet tucked under her. She is wearing a white cashmere sweater and a pleated, woolen skirt of dark blue. The sweater is unbuttoned at the throat and calls my attention to the sensuous swell of her breasts. I sit beside her, gently. She stirs, but does not quite awaken. She murmurs sleepily, ‘Storm?’ I smile, and ease her feet from under her. She shifts slightly, and lays back on the couch. I tuck her feet. There were tickets for couples or singles, women were allowed to attend alone but all guys must come with a partner, and the rules clearly stated that ‘no meant no’ and women had the final say. Sex was never explicitly promised, but the mention of bedrooms and ‘equipped playroom' certainly implied it.Merely reading through the site was making me wet, and Adam’s erection was almost bursting through his jeans. A minute later he pounced, and the laptop was put aside in a rush to frenzied. “I think I need some of that,” she said, tossing the contraption onto Natalie’s belly. The rubbing dildo had teased but not satisfied her, and now Queena was desperate for the kind of release Natalie had just experienced. Natalie, still disoriented and breathing heavily, followed Queena’s direction. Soon Queena was in the same position Natalie had been, hunched and posting over her girlfriend, with her splendid, spread ass awaiting attention. “OK, fuck my Asian ass!” she said. Sam stepped.