Jane, a close friend of mine had a big seminary project due for college. I promised I'd help her, and we scheduled to meet at this library that was op...n late. Yes, you read correctly. It was quite a long time ago, and libraries were still a thing. I was waiting for her at the library, but for a few long minutes, she was a no show. So I found Stephen King's latest short story collection (Everything's Eventual), and decided to read while I was waiting.Many more minutes went by, and Jane was. I went to the door; I didn’t immediately alert the fans on the patio; I don’t know why. At any rate, I had instructions from my wife as to how to behave when they did arrive and I was going to be following orders.The knock was tentative; I don’t know why but I thought that kinda odd. I answered it.“Hello to you,” I said, it was an all-inclusive hello. Ronald looked at me strangely.“Hi to you too, David,” said Stacey. She stepped forward and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I stepped back and looked. The white material contrasted against my bronzed skin. Staring straight into my eyes Darren tossed my stocking to the side and proceeded to lift my foot to his mouth. I watched as my painted red toenails disappeared. I moaned as I could feel his tongue rolling expertly over each toe. I closed my eyes as the feeling of euphoria controlled me, my desire for him to fuck me had completely taken over my body. I heard the click of his belt and the whine of the zipper as he undid his trousers. I. Anne interrupted, "Good, now I want you to spread your arse cheeks, then bring a hand between your legs and masturbate yourself. Make sure you talk to me Mary, I want to know how you're doing."I couldn't believe myself as I put a hand on each of my arse cheeks and pulled myself open, gently rubbing around my arsehole with my hands. Then, with my right hand between my legs, I started to rub myself off. I told Anne exactly what I was doing at every stage and could hear her masturbating herself.