"Now, I can't touch you because that would definitely be cheating. I'm sure my boyfriend would love to beat you up for being naked in a room with me, ...even if I am still fully clothed in my Hooter's uniform," she said turning to the side and bending down slightly, giving a great view of her curves and shimmery, pantyhosed legs."But why don't we play a little game while your cage soaks in the sink? You can stroke yourself when I say 'Go!' but you have to stop when I say so. You are not allowed to. What a cheeky boy he is, I thought to myself. ‘Let me show you the other room – it’s where you’ll be sleeping.’ We walk into the room which is decorated in a Chinese décor: black wrought iron queen size bed (the only item not really Chinese in design), deep blue walls, and white ricepaper shades. He paused a moment, absorbing the sense of the room. I recalled he had a prior incarnation who was Japanese, the room probably appealed to that one. He nodded appreciatively. ‘Hmmm, I like this one too. ’ Alan grinned in a bit of a dopey manner. ‘I am forced to agree.’ Jeff laughed. ‘Why don’t you two enjoy yourselves for the rest of the evening and we can set some time to discuss business tomorrow?’ I set a breakfast meeting with Jeff, the more sober of the two and therefore the most likely to wake up and make it, and a late lunch meeting with Alan. I figured he would be up by 1:00 PM. All four women were doing their best to distract Alan and Jeff during our chat. Gina was whispering in. Get those last drops out,’ she said, turning back and engulfing my breast. Again, I tipped my head back and surrendered myself to Sarah’s tongue as the sound of Mike’s orgasm echoed in my mind. I think I may have started swaying back and forth, mesmerized by the alternating rhythm Sarah created as she first sucked my tit into her mouth, then fluttered her tongue over the nipple, before stretching it until it popped out from between her lips. Somehow, she guided me onto her bed without missing.