Together, they hoped so.He pulled her closer, thinking, not for the first time, how well they fittogether. He was 6'2" and she was 5'9" and to both of...them that seemedperfect. Everything seemed perfect. The songs they liked, the things theyliked to do, the authors they liked to read, the movies they liked, theirinterests in all things - everything matched.They spoke about the first party he had taken her to, and then the firstparty with her friends that she had taken him to, and how they had. Stainless steel, pristine it went from ceiling to floor, ice-blue in the low lights. Strong and steadfast for her. Claudia slithered around it, her legs entwined and wrapped around it. She could fasten herself to it and hold and balance as if it were him holding her in the air. They could almost see their prize as she stretched her legs wide and arched her back in limbo. As low as she could go she would press her naked body hard into the coldness of the metal.Money came. They threw it; rolled. Stan held me from behind. I didn’t know how long we had been there or if they were asleep. It didn’t take long to find out the latter, though. I shifted and could feel Stan’s hot meat move against my ass. It was sore from the earlier dicking, but Stan hardened there anyway. Part of me really liked that thought. I glanced up and saw Brett’s shriveled member. I licked my lips as he shifted, recognizing the light in my eyes. My hand came up and I gripped him, already hardening for another round,. Our sexual relations will end after that week. So, for about eight years, Denise and I'll have sex on a regular basis."Denise's expression still didn't change, but her legs were crossed and the foot in the air was rocking back and forth."You understood that, didn't you, Denise?" he asked."Yes, Mr. Chase. I understood," she replied. Her voice was sultry, like I'd never heard.My emotions were a jumbled mass, like neutrons in a particle accelerator. Mr. Chase must have seen that."Denise, excuse.