She had been working in the large department store in the middle of the city for several years now and was beginning to realize that she had never rea...ly paid any attention to her fellow co-workers while she had her Roscoe to come home to every evening. Now she paused to consider them in the possible role of "tingle partners" without chancing any damage to her reputation as a well-behaved female of limited means. Certain of the employees were not to be trifled with because they were connected. And yes we did invite them back, to our room, where we all got drunk on cheap wine and inhibitions flew out the window, then one thing led to another and before too long I was getting seriously hit on by both the boys and poor P was being totally ignored.I should have called a halt to proceedings at that stage, I know I should, but I didn’t. I was actually enjoying the situation. Getting a perverse pleasure from how these two dishy guys were into me and not my roommate, how they were both hell. I stammered back answering that they felt almost like mine but a little different. I did like touching them. She replied, “I'm glad you do. I'm enjoying your exploring.” By this time my tummy was feeling like a mass of butterflies taking flight. It felt delicious within me. It was like the first time I had kissed someone. Warm, exciting, heart racing and a bit giddy. I finally confessed, “Yes, I did like how they felt.” Once again I blushed, being embarrassed at how she was making me feel. She. She didn't move one bit. She stood there, watching me, cum hanging from the chin, and more cum running from the breasts to the belly button.I was ashamed a bit, I knew I ruined my chance with her. I saw with the corner of my eyes, that the last guy released some puny cumshot next to me.Nobody talked. You could touch the silence.Emma put her hands below the button before my cum reached her underwear, and then used her t-shirt to absorb my which and sticky sperm.She then approached Vince, kissed.