“There’s no point in standing around. Let’s go have our tea.” Arlene said in her thin, wobbly voice. She looped her skinny arm through Lita’...s and led the way to their usual table in the bay window.Lita plastered her “patient smile” onto her face and allowed herself to be steered towards her seat. Lita slumped into her seat, desperate to escape the country club. “Only spoiled jerks choose to spend time here,” she thought.In less than a minute, waiters were swarming around the table, laying down. Her need, her desire flashed and burned and consumed her. She felt Brandon's hand move to her bottom and lift her. His cock was hard and wet when he put it to the opening of her ass. He wouldn't push, that was for her to do as they did when they made love just the two them as not to hurt her. But her body was open and wanting and she lowered onto him steadily and easily, sheathing his cock in her ass and Jeremy's in her as well. Both men froze not wanting to push her beyond what she wanted, not. With Bryan expecting her touch she sat in front of the computer and said ‘Is this what you had in mind?’ 3 of the 4 me’s were pouring praise upon her but I was not. I was fighting Mr. nice inside me, I wanted to see this but I felt it was wrong, I was wrong. She asked ‘Who wants to see me suck this guy, who wants to see me fuck this guy?’ Again 3 of me were shouting ‘yes’ but she had guessed my inner turmoil and challenged me again ‘If I have no objections from any of my men I’ll get this. He looked around. She’d done very well, and he told her so. She beamed, but pointed out all the spots where she’d made mistakes.“Okay,” he said. “Tomorrow morning, I’ll teach you how to use the roller.”“Okay!” she said brightly. “I like painting.”“I like to watch you paint,” he said. He put a contrite look on his face and held up a hand. “Sorry,” he said. “It’s a habit.”“Oh?” she smiled. “You flirt with all the girls?”“Only the good looking married ones, whose husbands aren’t around to beat me.