"Why didn't you stay and join in the fun?" Alan asked my wife when Steve had finished his story."What, have sex with them, you mean? Oh no. I didn't m...ind photocopying my tits and my ass. That was just a bit of fun. Girls always do it at office parties. Anyway," she said, changing the subject. "How come there are no women here? Tom told me there were two girls working in this office." Yeah, they were here, but Ray scared them off," Steve said."Doesn't surprise me," Sally laughed. "Shame though.. "Richie, get your ass out of bed now."The lump grunted something that sounded vaguely like "whatever." I'm serious, Richie. I will not have us missing church because of your laziness."Richie waited until he heard the thump of footsteps down the hall before he turned over and kicked off the covers, mumbling another curse.He rubbed his eyes and sat up, pulling his feet under him. He was beginning to hate Sundays as much as Mondays. His mother's pointless pursuit of superficial piety dragged him. The moment my hand tightens around her hair, she reaches up and grabs my ass, pressing my hips forward and my dick further into her own mouth. Still she moves forward and backward with grace, pressing as tightly with her lips as she can, and circling me with her tongue with every motion. Finally she stops and catches her breath, only to resume by licking the underside of my shaft, and to suck on my balls. She resumes sucking my dick and her hands collapse further around my cheeks and her. I now had ahuge Tramp Stamp on my lower back that said Cum Slut, as well as piercednipples, ears and permanently high thin arched brows. Susan found me someclothing that I was able to squeeze into and offered to drive me home. Igave her a hug, thanked her for everything she did and said inrevelation... you know Susan, I have to admit that last night, even withthe parts that are foggy, was the best night of my life. I mean I couldhave done without the "E" and being passed around like a common.