Victor said ?Tamara, you need to sit in that chair.? Now.???Why?? I don’t like that chair.? Gerry can sit there, I want to sit here!???See what I me...an, Dr. Victor?? She’s impossible!???Yes, I certainly do see what you mean, but she is not impossible.?? Dr. Victor stood up and walked over to me.? He was five inches taller than me, even in my four inch heels,?and he used his height to intimidating effect. ??He coldly looked into me eyes and said ?Tamara, you will listen to me now.? You are going. So, all throughout dinner, I know her. I know her scent, I know her taste. I know her desire.We'll sit through dinner seducing each other. Talking about things to come. Both of us arousing each other. Impatient with waiting to the point where if I decided to throw her on the table, open my jeans and fuck her right there in front of everyone, she would gladly accept me. That's absolutely where I want her to be. Moist, wistful, electric.We're not swingers, but I do get turned on when other guys. Laying on the floor in front of the back seat, I waited. Then a thought hit me, ‘fuck, had she left the door open or closed?’ I wondered. Too late! I hear Mike’s front door open and close and heard her running up to the car. She either didn’t notice or I had guessed correctly, because she climbed in without a second thought and began to drive away. I knew her parents were still gone, but I was not even going to wait for her to get home. The first stop sign she came to, I knew, would be in. It hit me that it was this easy familiarity that all three of my new friends were exhibiting that was making it easy for me to slip into my new situation with a minimum of fuss and stress. The shower was a relaxed affair. Both of us were tired from the activities and events of the past couple of days and the process of washing each other was performed more with cleanliness in mind than as a precursor to another bout of mattress wrestling. There was a lot of kissing and exploring along with.