Peg got up and showered, and then it was my turn. I didn’t join her in the shower because we had never, ever managed to shower together without havi...g sex. We just didn’t have the time that morning. While I was in the shower, Peg woke Sara and told her to get dressed. Peg came back to the bedroom, and we got ready to go. Sara met us in the living room. ‘Peg said something about breakfast at IHOP?’ she said inquiringly. I said, ‘Yeah, we’re going to see one of Peg’s friends from work. We. Extrapolated. Refined. It's what I do, almost subconsciously filing details about a woman I want, until I assemble a profile that allows me to know how soon to approach, and what to say to increase the chance of making her mine.There was no doubt I fucking wanted Charlotte. It made me stir in my Levis, imagining her pressed against me. Her shudders and groans when I made her come. The taste of her juices as they drizzled onto my stubble, tongue driving inside, seeking to complete her vocal. “Hey! You started without me!” Samantha said as she came back into the room. Jim lifted his head and smiled.“We were just passing the time, babe,” Dave said, laughing. “And I don’t think you can blame me for wanting a second helping of Jim’s talented mouth, can you?”Samantha laughed. She was a vision in red and black. A red velvet band covered her breasts. There was a matching red velvet miniskirt. Black thigh high stockings were mostly covered by a pair of black high heeled boots that went. Sheila pulled back, repelled. As if I'm going to suck that, she thought. Fucking perv!The guy was holding his cock and waving it at her, then actually whacked her forearm with it. This was too much. She reached out and grabbed it, squeezed hard. Immediately, the guy came, spewing his cum all over, barely missing the shy guy next to him. Sheila held him until he had finished his ejaculation, then let him go. Quickly, he stuffed himself back in his pants, pushed his way out of the row, and fled.