’ Eric looked taken aback, but the beer got the better of him and he let out another drunk laugh. ‘Come on man, quit talking like a bitch. You and...I both know that’s all we’re about. Let me tell you what though … she is one great fuck.’ That was it. No more playing nice, and no more being diplomatic. Justin couldn’t contain his anger and he lunged at Eric. He knocked his beer to the ground and drove Eric into the grass. The two wrestled for the next few seconds with several onlookers cheering. ?Good,? she confirmed, rubbing my cock to reward me. ?We’ll let you stay here for awhile ok? But you have to go home at like 11ish, my parents don’t like when boys stay over.? Katie helped me up. I had been asleep, and the clock read close to 11. Fortunately, my clothes had been put on before I shut my eyes. At least I didn’t have to be embarrassed by Sarah’s family, too.My arm went around Katie. I was about to question where Sarah was, but decided I should just be happy I didn’t know. Katie. I felt I was getting stale. After initially striking out on my job search, and getting no place, I asked Ed for advice. Two weeks later, Ed offers me an account executive position, working directly for him. I worked my butt off, learning the ropes and taking on more and more responsibility. My reward was a being assigned to manage a new account, a small company, employee wise, but financially, its a very big account for our firm. I was invited along on a business trip to get to know the client. Immediately the enormity of my folly became apparent, as I envisioned my wife looking on in disgust. It was too late now."Oh wow Jim... that's impressive," she said, "You've got a beautiful cock.Your wife is a lucky lady. Now it's MY turn to feel it." She began to stroke it gently up and down, her hand becoming wet from it. All the while she pouted and rolled her eyes, sometimes licking her lips, when I had a chance to glance at her. "Don't look at me, Jim, concentrate on the road!" she said.