Sometimes I would leave the back door open, and pretend to have business in the cupboard or refrigerator, without facing in her direction. Placing a s...mall mirror strategically in the cupboard, I could see her clearly, and was now able to verify that, not only was I seen but that the vision was appreciated.Upping the ante again, sometime later, I stood in the open doorway, front on, pretending to be having an animated discussion on the phone. Avoiding eye contact, but with an occasional glance. "I began kissing him, while the first guy slid his hand onto my leg, sliding it up my stockings, playing with the edge. The second guy soon had his hands into my blouse, and squeezed my tits as we kissed, and I began to rub his cock through his pants under the table. It was big and hard and I wanted to suck it.The first guy had his fingers brushing against my already soaked panties. I pulled out the second guy's cock, leaned into him and whispered, "I want to taste your cum," as I began to. She would always tip the dealers well, and would sip Diet Coke allnight. All of the other players in the tournament had tried to hit on her at one time or another, each getting gently rebuffed. Although noone knew exactly how old she was, Marissa appeared to be in her earlyto mid 30's. She was always immaculately dressed in designer clothesthat perfectly accentuated her wonderful curves. Her light blonde hairwas coiffed beautifully. She never wore too much make-up or flashyjewelry. Because she. Come on Billy lets go.”I brushed the crumbs off my pants before I stood up hoping nobody noticed.There was a door right off the kitchen that led to the dining room. Ellen took my hand and led me to the dining room. I sat at the table and watched as Ellen took out a deck of cards from a drawer in the hutch.“Do you know how to play War, Billy?”I let out a sigh of relief, “Yeah, I know that one.”“How about if whoever loses all their cards has to pay a penalty?” Ellen suggested with a grin and her.