" Well you could probably make some side money with your oral talents." What's that supposed to mean!" Well, Greg is still braging on how good you wer...e, and that was a monthago." I grabbed my next order with a pissed off look and left thekitchen! The day went by as usual and I collected over $150 in tipswhich went right to Lisa for my feminine clothes and beauty shop visits.When we got home I was beat and ready to soak in a hot bath. Lisa playedback the messages on her answering machine and. It was, literally, a cabin in the woods and hidden from everything. It had never been on the grid! We would have water, though cold, but no power. We had oil lamps, some clothing, and some freeze-pack food. We hoped to use it only in an emergency and only for a short time. We visited it only about once a month just to make sure it was okay. We told no one about it.Our discussions with other couples over a potluck meal in town continued. It was a strange way of meeting. No one knew exactly where. "I used to play atmy old school before we moved here." "I see," the coach replied. "Whatposition did you play?" She asked. "Left midfielder," I replied. "Wellyour experience could certainly be of some use. How about we hold tryouts on Monday and you can help me select the squad?" Coach suggested."You mean I can choose who I play with?" I asked. "Help," Coachcorrected me, flashing a smile, "and if all goes well, we might evenmake you captain, but we will wait and see who turns up first." I. "It's okay." Fuck me," she said."Who should fuck you?" Darren!" she screamed. "Fuck me, Darren, fuck my little cunt!"It didn't take me long to cum with her screaming out his name, fantasizing that she was getting taken from behind by a guy I know she longed to screw. I still didn't know how much was talk and how much she really wanted it. During foreplay and sex, she was into it, but any other time, when I said I could find us another guy, she demurred. It just seemed like a fantasy to.