Dan stirred, looking up at David, then looking at the clock, trying to focus his eyes. “Fuck, what time is it?” he said.“Half past nine,” Davi... replied.“Shit,” Dan said, sitting up. “I was fucking knackered son, that mother of yours, l love her to bits, but she takes some fucking, l thought she was going to kill me.”David laughed. “I know what you mean,” he said, “she needs a good fucking every day, Laura is the same, it’s a good job l’m young, l just can’t resist either of them. I wanted to. We lock eyes for just a second, and I realize that this will be a good night. I walk over to the keg, and pour myself a beer. And another. And another. Things get lighter and funnier and blurrier. My girls and I are all having a great time. At this point, I'm feeling a little naughty, so I decide it's time to cross and uncross. I walk over to the couch and sit down, making sure to spread my legs just a bit as I casually take a seat. I see that khakis is of course watching me from a few feet. Uncertain what raised the tiny goosebumps.Susan stopped, turning to face her. Her tongue slowly moving over parched lips. A tiny whimper escaped Dalia's throat as Susan stepped slightly closer. Her fingers remained in Susan's, unwilling to break the contact.Dalia felt Susan's fingers close over the buttons of her top, fumbling, yet certain, slowly releasing, one after the other, the ivory white skin slowly coming into view.Susan's fingers brushed the tops of Dalia's breasts. Gentle, as if a. I on the other hand made great efforts to not think about it lest I suffer the consequences again .All I could think about was getting home and releasing my cock and closing my eyes and visualize that naked pussy in my mind, grab my hard cock and masturbate releasing my spent up cum.At the end of the shift came patient handover and report writing and Bev asked me to come over and she would show me what needed to be completed and she pulled a chair up next to her and I sat down. That in itself.