As I was sucking your cock, I was listening for the door next door. Youwere paying attention to the hole. When you knew someone was there, youasked me...to tell you how much I liked sucking cock. I told you, how much I did andyou motioned my fingers to the hole.My fingers slid in the hole, letting the stranger know I was waiting.Soon, a semihard, cock was sliding through the hole. I grabbed yourcock in my hand and went to sucking this strangers's cock. Hedefinitely wasn't the thickest, but he had. It seemed as if by instinct I was drawn to men's cocks. I don't know why, but I became embarrassed, I quickly got dressed, thanked him and left. The whole drive home, I remember thinking about the way the tip of his penis felt on my lips when I kissed it. The way his manhood felt in my hand when I stroked it. Mostly though, I thought about the way him touching my nipples brought me to orgasm. As soon as I got home I stripped off my clothes and laid bare naked on the floor. I began to reenact. It was surreal, what just happened.After a while, I was downstairs when Bree and Jeff came into the kitchen.They were their usual self's, like nothing happened, both looked happyand content.I, however, was embarrassed, and flushed in the face.I also couldn't take my eyes off of Jeff's crouch!I kept staring at it, or looking back at it, as the conversationcontinued about a movie, they saw last night.Jeff noticed my stares and slightly smiled.When Bree went back up to retrieve something in her. When Ron returned home later in the afternoon, he was tired, dirty, and hungry. Not really in the best mood for fun and games of any kind.Pam sensed he needed time to get into the mood and did not press the matter. But she didn't need to. She could rely on her time-tested carnal knowledge and general attitude to get what she wanted. She would wait for him to relax."Did y'all have to work hard?" she asked in a sympathetic voice."Yeah, a lot more than I figured on when I told them I'd help.".