As the night wore on and people went home to their families the last two holdouts were John and me. John, unusual for the time, was an out gay man, he... was slender, handsome, and charming. We had a work-friendly relationship that never amounted to more than brief conversations and sharing of jokes. I never had the slightest sexual attraction to him or any other man, that was to change in a big way.After a while, our conversation drifted into the more personal and John opened up about bathhouses. You are out of your mind. She perched on the edge of her mattress, slowly shaking her head, wondering what the fuck she'd just done. It was 4:40 now, and her mom would be home in two hours. Her dad was out of town on business-Cleveland? she wondered disconnectedly-so no worries there. Her brother was away at the beach.Exactly where you should be, she told herself moodily.Why had she exposed herself to that dork? He was an eighth-grader, for shit's sake, a lard-ball ... he probably beat off in. I was brought back to reality by a movement on the bed, as Victoria brought her glistening finger from her cunt and slipped it into her mouth, gleefully sucking her own juices off her finger, smiling contentedly all the while. I quickly moved away from the door and snuck quietly back down the hall and out of the house. I waited for three days before coming home early again, figuring that it would take at least that long for Victoria to get up the nerve to invite our hunky worker inside for a. Her smooth waxed legs were clad in black lace boyshorts. She invited me into the satin sheets with a cheeky smile. I kissed her full lips and wrapped her silky hair around my hand.She started licking my half-erect dick like a pro. Within no time, I was hard and took off her panty. Beneath the nightdress, she was wearing a demi bra to match her panty.I’d already showered, but she pulled me into the bathroom. Up close, I admired her figure. Near-perfect stats of 34-28-35, with long hair and a.