One of the men, then jumped up onto my back and sat down, strattling my shoulders. I was lost, I couldn't really see, and now I could barely breathe w...ith this giant man on top of me. He had to weigh close to three hundred pounds. Even in peak shape I would have struggled to move him, and with my weakened post gym muscles, I was stuck. This was the moment I realized I was also still naked. I pleaded as much as I could muster, I could barely breathe let alone beg for mercy.I heard the men. How many years has it been since he masturbated, let alone felt the touch of a woman? A part of her was telling her not to go any further while another part was pleading her to. Ever since the playboy Reddy had shown her the pleasures of infidelity, all the men had she dated had used her and left her when they had had enough of her. However, this would not be the case with Mr. Khan since he had no one else. She could help the poor man by pleasing him and quench her thirst for sex outside. God, but you're dense! It's so painfully simple! I work for the devil! That's why I said it was too late to damn me to hell!Yeah, the dark one. Satan. Beelzebub. Whatever you want to call him. He's my boss. And I sold my soul to him a long time ago. Too late to say a prayer. You're gone. You're history. That's why I have to move on - to find my next victim. You see, your wife should be discovering an envelope on your doorstep any minute now. In it there are lots of very. I never minded, but sometimes the older women were a little inhibited in their presence. Once or twice, a table of young men arrived, making no effort to hide their "gayness". I was able to respond to their teasing, flirting, and touching, no differently than I did with the females. Surprisingly to me, the rest of the patrons responded positively to their presence, and their treatment of me. I was there for both sexes to enjoy - giving new and additional meaning to the "Both Ways Lounge".Back.