Among the guys she noticed anothergirl. She was a couple years older than her, dark-skinned and dark-eyedwith a huge rack that was clenched by a halt...r-top a bit too small for her.She smiled at her and she smiled back. She walked around and chatted with the guys, drinking her beer. Shecouldn't help feeling her pussy getting wet as she gazed over all theseyoung, muscular gang-bangers. When she was working on her fourth beer, shestarted to really get flirty. She would touch some of the. 'That looks amazing Simon' he said and sat next to me as I stroked myself to the edge of another orgasm. He then put his open palm at the end of my penis and said 'Do it onto here' and, feeling his hand against the end of my cock it took only a few more strokes for me to groan and ejaculate into his hand. Several spurts resulted in a rich reward of white and clear streaked semen which Tom had gathered in the cupped hand. 'Do you want to taste it?' he asked and I nodded without thinking and he. Friends did that sort of stuff. We weren't friends, I was her boss."How old are the k**s again" Her coffee cup was just at her lips when she asked me that. I was too busy being enthralled watching her sip the warm liquid that I almost missed the question. "Oh. The ones that still live home are fifteen and s*******n. Then the next one is eighteen and a half and in college. He has his own apartment not far from campus. The oldest will be twenty-six in a few months." Which meant that just a few. Embarrassed that he caught you lusting at him but turned on by the thought of his domination of you. He goes over to a table opposite yours to sit with one other man and two attractive women probably in their early thirties. He kisses them both and they look delighted to see him. 'Is one of those his girlfriend?' you wonder. You flush as you start to daydream. Perhaps both of these women will end up going home with him this afternoon and following his orders. They both look like they'd be happy.