It was a question of how to go about it. Jan's project was to find out how our competitors did it.It was just after five on Friday afternoon when I wa...lked out of my office to find myself alone in the building. Everyone else had gone home for the weekend. I packed up my laptop, locked my desk and office door and left for the hotel. It was raining and cold. Not a hard rain and certainly not the cold of winter in Colorado, but it was a penetrating, damp cold. I had very little ambition at that. The whole money will go to the party fund. Neil, the bastard that he was, added a twist to the story. He proposed that at the end of the performance, the guys could bid for gals and the gals could bid for the guys (like the IPL bidding) and the highest bidder will get to have some fun with the guy/gal whom he/she bids for. After some objections and apprehensions, the gals agreed and the formal rules of the game were announced by omkar after discussions and brainstorming.The rules were like this. By the time he raps on her door, she has regained control of her nerves. When she opens the door, there he is standing in his 5'10" well built physique; he has a sweet smile on that touch his sexy brown eyes and show off his perfect set of teeth. He just stands there smiling and speechless as he takes in her outfit. She has put on a powder blue, tight stretch top that barely covers her ample tits. Her tight, black leather skirt has a three inch split in the back and he can almost see the bottom. Even though he thought it was impossible, she managed to get him even deeper in her throat. Despite the fact he was about to bust it all over her throat, he pushed her off of him.He grabbed his cock and bounced it a few times in his hand, trying to calm himself down. He was not ready to cum yet.“Did I say make me cum?” he asked her, raising his voice.She closed her eyes tightly and whispered, “No master.” “You have made me unhappy. Come here.”He pulled out the rope from the middle of his.