I lay there shaking, mentally visualizing as well as feeling her arm reaching farther inside me. Then she reached the other two hands, three biceps gr...ipped tightly by my anal ring and outer sphincter as the women joined hands into one great fist. A huge ridge ran up from my crotch, across my belly and started back down towards my crotch. My lust was so great that I kept hunching myself against the three arms, but not willfully. I was in too much of a sexual fog to do this consciously, it was. They made their way back inside, and Stan and Lori prepared to leave. Before they could make it to the door, Charles said, "By the way, Stan -- I won't be coming to work tomorrow. Karen and I have a few things to take care of with her apartment, and we need to get her car back over here. I know you can handle it -- you've been covering me for two years."Stan replied, "Charles, I think I can handle it for another day. Take the time you need, and I'll keep the division going." One more thing,. I decided to wake him up with a cup of tea, so around 9.30 knocked on his door. No response so I knocked again more loudly. Silence. I decided it was safe to let myself in. He was fast asleep, so I placed the mug of tea on his bedside table, leant across and gave him a gentle nudge. He groaned disapprovingly...but didn't wake up. "Time to get up". I told him, reminding him he'd promised to get up to take in the delivery. However, he just grunted and pulled the covers up over his head. "Wakey,. He constantly rubbed his crotch whilst talking with her and made sure she noticed. Eventually, he walked in one night and noticed that she had her hands under the covers. When he sat down he placed his hand above her hand and felt her rubbing herself. He pulled the covers back and saw that Marie had her fingers on her clit. “Can I help you with that, Marie,” said Garth. “I don’t know what you can do,” replied Marie. “I know just what to do,” he said. He only had his pyjama pants on, so he lay.