The other girls were more interested in my more assertive mates. So I had still not "scored" with a girl. I was at, or near, the top of my classes, an...d quite good at swimming, tennis and cricket - very good in fact. But I shied away from "footie", the most popular, and alpha, sport. So I didn't quite fit in with the "experienced" guys, nor was I fully accepted as a nerd. I was quite fair, tallish, immature sexually and socially, with little or no body hair. I was told that my best features were. ? Joyce felt her short skirt lifted into the small of her back. She let out a shriek as she felt the head of the lawyer’s cock pushing against her pussy lips. He grabbed for her hips and dug his fingers into her flesh like claws. ?OOOO GOOODDDDD.? The lawyer bellowed in the small room, the sound reverberated off the walls like it was an echo chamber. ?Tight and dry, just like I like them.? She could feel his hands squeezing her flesh tight. ?Oh shit that feels. She looked at the bedroom and tried to imagine the woman, Martin’s wife, in it. How would she feel with her husband banging multiple young women in that bed? Looking in the mirror, she fancied that she saw a face smile back. Was she going crazy, a medium, or just losing herself in thought?Still, perhaps it was a sign that she, Cheryl, was alright with this. Theresa undressed to her sensible, school girl, bra and pants. She hadn’t changed when she got home. Knowing that she would be ‘engaged’. He sat down, made himself one. After dinner he was about to prepare another for himself, when he turned and asked for two more glasses, and immediately began to mix three cocktails. He smiled giving both us girls one saying for all our hard work on his birthday, we deserved it. We eagerly drank the cocktail, which I am sure he had added extra soda to make it sweet to the taste. We sat on the couch and started watching movies. He watched us closely, and as soon as our glasses were nearly empty,.