We were afraid of how we felt about each other now and that sex at this point would put us over the edge and into a place we couldn't be."Cindy, we ca...n't help what we feel but we can help what we do. Whatever happens or doesn't happen now my feelings won't change", I said.With that we walked to the bedroom. When we got to the edge of the bed she turned to me and pulled off her dress and dropped it to the floor.I pulled off my shirt and dropped my pants and we got onto the bed. As she laid back. Once she was presentable we would catch a lunch someplace special. Of course she would eat in a fancy restaurant while I grabbed a quick bite somewhere. Occasionally she would send a waiter out to the car with a meal for me. Then she would go shopping. I took her from store to store until dinnertime then I would take her home.I was then free for the rest of the night. If they had someplace to be at night they would give me plenty of notice.After a week on the job Melinda asked me if I was to. ”“It’s not quite like I’ve lost all my memory,” I said. “It’s just that some things aren’t as fresh in my mind as they were. It seems like some things that I have to stop and think about used to come automatically.”“You took a nasty rap to the head,” he said. “I think you’ll recover this quickly enough.” We started with basics like the notes on the chart and what strings and frets related to them. I was relieved that it made sense pretty quickly but my first shot at actually playing the notes. Steve's cock was sticking out, pleated pants. He humped her cunt and she humped him back. Her short skirt rose above her cunt. Steve was humping Debbie through nothing but her sheer g-string, which we could all see. Debbie came hard. She sat with me, panting. We watched Shirley get felt up and fingered. A lot of the women got fingered and stroked their partners’ cocks. Debbie and I watched the debauchery. Shirley grabbed me and we danced. Nasty. She stroked my cock. Steve led Debbie to the.