Dejected I instead altered my course and headed to the bathroom. I stepped out of my pants and peeled off my shirt and dropped it on top of the heap m... pants were in. As I stood there naked, the room quickly filled with the smell of the remains of my earlier arousal. I turned on the shower full blast and let the room fill with steam. This only served to amplify the telltale sign of my transgressions. The smell of sex brought back all the memories, every thrust; every sensation. The nape of my. Maybe you’re not as stupid as you seem.?Getting angry at him calling me stupid I have to bite my tongue to keep from saying anything that I would later regret. I have to keep reminding myself that he’s a friend of Mistress and she wouldn’t be happy at all if I lost my temper. Still biting my tongue I sit there very stiffly not saying or doing anything.Noticing my reaction to his words he laughs mockingly and says, ?Does slut not like being called stupid??Still trying to hold my temper in check. There was that time in the locker room" Chris was shocked; the guys had not talked about that since it happened. He wasn't mad, just surprised...pleasantly surprised. "Yeah of course I remember...sometimes...well...sometimes when I jerk off I think of the three of us fucking" "Me too! Except not sometimes. All the time. You know, we are still great pals and we could always try again." "I guess you're right, but it's a little weird. I mean, ya know? Also, Brock was the one who came up. "She's not beautiful like you are, but I guess she's OK. She certainly isn't ugly, but it wouldn't make any difference if she were. She's a very nice lady and that's all that counts for me." Why, thank you for the nice compliment, Steven. So, what does she do?"I pulled a light sweater over my shirt and sipped my feet into my loafers. "She teaches physics at a local community college." Oh, so she's a brain, huh? So, are you going to have sex with her?"I gave her a scowl and asked, "Now what kind.