I didn’t think that I took long but when I walked back Emily already had her dress off .She was sitting on the bed undoing his pants as he continued...to strip.I guess Emily wasn’t nervous or maybe the wine put her at ease as she had no issues grabbing his cock. God I love this girl I was thinking as she had his cock in her mouth within ten minutes of getting to his room.Rob looked down at Emily then at me “you sure are a lucky man”he said enjoying what she was doing. I was myself enjoying. "I've left him the bastard," she said, "this time he's gone too far." Oh," I said, "ok you take the bed and I'll sleep on the sofa." No, no, the bed big enough for both of us," she said, surveying my double bed from the doorway."Oh," I said again, the drink had stopped my higher brain functions."Any chance of one of those," she nodded to the Vodka bottle."Sure sis," I said and poured her a big slug.I had a quick shower and pulled on some clean underwear and slipped into my big bed. I lay there. Mike had a couple of female friends but they weren't right for thisnight. They would feel awkward amongst his work colleagues and wouldn'tbe impressive enough. He could have asked his cousin to go as his datebut he was not sure how he or she would feel about it, and quite franklyshe just wasn't pretty enough. Hiring an escort crosseed Mile's mind andhe would be gaurenteed to get lucky after the party, but he just knew shewouldn't be able to be sharp and intelligent enough with his superiorsand. Time passed. The shaft of sunlight falling into the room moved slowly to one side then disappeared. The streetlights came on and still he sat, sometimes mumbling but mostly silent. In his silence he remembered.There was no fixed chronology. However hard he tried to impose some order, memories came at random. The last weeks, ten years ago, twenty. He gave up struggling and allowed his mind to wander where it would.The party. He had first her met at the party. She had been eighteen. He called up.