A crimson silk bathrobe lies across my chair. I reach for it as I get up and put in on. My hair is still a bit of a mess, but so what?I open the door ...o reveal to men in white overalls. One has black hair and slightly dark skin – perhaps a Turk. The other a bit taller and looks like a Viking: Pale – with red hair and a beard.“Good morning”, the Turk says with no hint of an accent. “We’re here to check your apartment.”“Check?” I say.“Yeah,” the Viking replies. “The housing association is. We hadn’t driven a couple of miles when my friend asked if we could stop the car on a side road and get out for a few minutes. The sacrifices we make for our friends. Did I mention it was the dead of winter and it was exceptionally cold out? We did as we were asked and we huddled around the hood of the car to stay warm. The car rocked for a few minutes and then our friend said we could get back in the car. The smell of sex was strong and I remember a twinge of disgust that my friend was so hard. She closed her eyes and tilted her head up slightly. Her tits jiggled and he just remained right next to her. His hands came up to the back of his head, but his cock was pointed straight at her leg. I took her lips into my mouth slightly and that caused her arms to swing around. She began twitching. "You see, Frank? That is how you fuck a lady, you gotta suck on her lips and get your tongue in there. Take a closer look if you need to." He came down to his knees and crawled over to me. His lips. I’ve noticed men find her sexy. Too many guys stop by her desk to chat when they should both be working. She’s shorter than me—curvier, blonde and busty. She’s only two years younger but seems much more. She doesn’t have a serious bone in her body. She’s all smiles and giggles. She’s been married a year. She invited me to her wedding, but I used Danny as an excuse to get out of it. I sent a gift though. The year leading up to the wedding was a hassle. She couldn’t seem to talk of anything but.