She had to get into character. Focus. It was hard with the annoying buzzing the chair made, but she could do it. Tune out the distractions and tune in...the character. Just like in acting class. Be the bimbo.What was her motivation? What did she think? How did she think? No, no, that wasn't right. A bimbo didn't think. She was stupid. Irrational. Impulsive. Shallow. A bimbo didn't worry about seeming smart, about knowing what was going on around her. She was worried about looking pretty. About. She had uttered the words Brian was waiting for, Please.He fucked his cock into her. It was as unexpected as the first smack of the ruler, the first pull of the chain and the first finger she felt inside her. But it was a welcome intrusion nevertheless. Angela moaned out loud and to stop her from crying out too soon Dave filled her mouth with his cock.The two men smiled at each other as they fucked Dave’s wife between them.The moans from Angela’s mouth were well deserved. Her breasts were. When I told Tommy it was unlikely it would happen again he was disappointed and thanked me, I then told him but you never know women always change their minds, he said yeah I hope so.Things were back to normal and Tommy was coming around just like he used to till he started hanging around with his other friends then he would only come by maybe twice a week and nothing else was said about that night. It was summer time now and the k**s were home from school, I decided to take a few weeks off. We went to one part of the dance floor and formed a group. We were a group of 8 people,4 guys, and 4 girls. We were just dancing. I’m not a particularly a good dancer but I can’t say I’m worst either.I was just dancing with my friends and at some point, Deeksha was in front of me dancing like a beautiful peacock. I was mesmerized and I moved closer to her, dancing along with her. She saw me and saw that my moves are complimenting her. She smiled and she moved closer to me as well and we started.