About a year ago though, when I became a manager for my company, these new ideas started flowing easily. We started fantasizing about the mechanics th...at come in daily, who constantly flirted by the way, taking me behind the tires for a quickie. Sometimes about special deliveries made where I was gang banged and taken advantage of roughly by the whole crew of mechanics and other kinds of scenarios. One particular day, I was up in our stores office where the security cameras were. I was supposed. “Trina dumped me,” he said. Max had been seeing Trina for three months, and even though I thought that she was a conniving slut, Max had been madly in love with her. “Come inside and tell me all about it,” I said. Max went into my house and sat down heavily on the sofa. “She dumped me,” he said. “I loved her. And she dumped me!” “Let me get you some water.” I took out the water bottle from the fridge, and sat down in the armchair next to him. Max told me the story. Trina had met a guy with more. It had been months since last time and she was concerned. After twenty years of marriage, she understood that the sex would decrease; that was normal. During the first ten years, they had fucked at least three times a week and twice on Sunday. Then their first child was born and it dwindled to a couple of times a month. She had tried to spice it up with sexy underwear and even suggested they should watch some porn. But Ben wasn’t interested. The times she had tried to make him horny on the sofa. We watched the rest of the movie and spent some quality time together, but eventually the movie ended though. “Well, that was nice of you bro,” I said. “Let me try one more time. I can find someone that can make you laugh, likes to eat streak, likes movies like Knocked up and can treat you right,” Brad replied. I just felt so loved by him, he was determined to find me a date that worked, but I think I found the perfect guy sitting right next to me, so I kissed him. “Whoa sis, what are you.