Whose ass is this?” I said, “Yours.” She said, “No! Whose ass is this?” I said, “Yours.” She said, “No! You are giving it to Scott... to let him fuck you!” She bent me over and said, “Ask him to fuck your ass.” I said, “Please fuck my ass Scott.” I was trying not to laugh as I raised my ass up. Judy began licking it and was moaning. Scott undressed and I felt him join us on the bed. Judy began lubing my ass and fingering it, getting it ready for Scott. Scott said, “I have been waiting to. ” “Expenses?” “I’m staying here on business.” “What do you do?” “Oh, just an advisor to a sales team. I’m doing some training for them here tomorrow. I’m sorry, this is really rude of me. I’m Karen. And you are …?” “Mike. Mike Dawson. I’m just, well, an admin clerk for the council.” “Well, Mike Dawson, less of the ‘just an admin clerk’, and I’m very pleased to meet you.” As she spoke her eyes looked straight into his, and they too seemed to smile reassuringly at him. . What looked like a good-sized roast was still a good-sized roast and it didn't matter if it was measured in pounds or kilos.What Annette, Mandy, Wendy, and I had the most fun with, was measuring ourselves under the new metric system. All four of us went to see Julie who was working evenings now at the school nurse's office.Wendy was elected to go first, over her protestations. Julie smiled as she had Wendy strip after locking the door and pulling down the blind.Wendy had lost another few pounds. The table had been tipped over on its side. It looked like a hurricane had hurled through the bedroom the night before.Carson smirked. That’s some good fucking, he thought.He walked into the room and took it in like a crime scene, picturing where the pair had flipped over and fucked throughout the evening. From the look of it, every corner of the room had been involved.He looked up at the giant ceiling mirror hanging directly over the bed. There was something sticky speckled across it..