‘If you want, I could make you something to eat,’ Mitch said. ‘I mean, you’ve been busy, and I like to cook and…’ ‘That’s all right, M...tch, really,’ Melissa said, why was she shaking? ‘I’ve taken up enough of your time.’ ‘It’s…it’s OK,’ Mitch stammered. ‘I…it’s not a bother. Not at all.’ Melissa walked by him, to the kitchen, got some cooking utensils out of the cupboard, and began making dinner for herself. When Mitch began peeling potatoes, she didn’t protest. After all, bad thoughts or not,. A rather dazed John followed Wayne into the living room; Wayne was busy shedding his clothes. Melanie and Jean must have been expecting him for they never batted an eye, as they continued sucking each others impressive tits. When Wayne was naked, he really did put john to shame as his six inch cock dwarfed John's stiff four inches and Wayne's was not even semi hard yet. As it hardened it lengthened to ten and a half inches of rigid black steel. Both Jean and Melanie were soon drooling over its. She was dressed just right, just the way that he liked, just the right way to tell him that she was interested in what he had to say. Well, he mused, maybe it was more to get him to listen to what she wanted. She didn’t notice him at first, as she checked herself out in one of the mirrors in passing. A quick sideways glance that told her that everything was just right, and that every set of male eyes was nailed to her softly swinging hips. He almost smiled then. Julie still knew how to work it. Thanks to Meghan's comment."Hey Mr. D. What's going on?" Meghan asked."Not a lot Meg. Just finishing up some paperwork," I said."Really? Not looking at porn?" She said with a smile.I looked up from my paperwork, a look of shock on my face.Meg giggled."Oh come on Mr. D. You're not all that serious and lame and all that are you?" She said.I looked over her shoulder. She glanced over her shoulder and smiled. She turned back around."Come on. I know you're pretty laid back, cool as shit and all.