She had done a good job for the most part, but I found a couple of problems that would need to be corrected. I pulled out a ruled pad and started writ...ng the draft of a memo to her. I then went back to my program; I wanted to do some more work on it before I completed the memo and sent it off.That evening, I went back to my apartment, which felt empty and forlorn without Sandy's presence. I picked up the phone and called her. When she answered, I said, "Sandy, I'm so glad that you came!" You. " And she shot back, "I know already." You know what already?" I asked, squinting my eyes."I know that you like to have sex with guys," she said matter of factly. "How the fuck do you know that?" I sputtered."Bob told me." She rolled over and kissed me, "don't worry, I think it's very fucking hot really. Kind of my secret fantasy watching two guys, you know... play with each other," she made a coy smile and fluttered her eye lids for emphasis."Fucking Bob told you!" I was totally pissed. Bob. But, I find her body sexy and distracting at times. We've never had sex with anyone and feel horny all the time. Masturbating together seemed like a fun way to explore sex with a friend. No strings, just sexy play time. Why not?"How long does it take you to cum?" She asked me. She was so full of questions!"Different times. Sometimes it's really fast. Or I can stretch it out and enjoy it," I answered."What do you fantasize about?" She asked Then she let out a sweet sigh and a little. Well, we're not actually going to be at the house. Ken and I decided to splurge a bit. It's OK, it's not something we do often, but we were in the mood." She gave Ally the name of the hotel, directions and the room number. "Four is just fine dear," and she hung up."Is our little victim looking forward to tonight?" asked Ken with an overly lecherous grin."Oh my yes," said Jane. "She wanted to go home and shower and get all dressed up. I told her not to bother. After all, it's not like she'll be.