"Come in, come in." He called out. "Ah, Mistress Chasity come in my dear, I was just thinking of ringing for you."Chastity Younger was a fine looking ...oman in her early twenties with dark brown hair that hung to her shoulders. By any account she would have been a knockout no matter what she wore but at home she wore an outfit found mostly in harems of the far off lands. The silky gown was almost invisible and the braa that held her fine firm breasts were so sheer that they were almost invisible. ”“Oh.” I blinked. “I guess I didn’t think of it like that.” I blinked again. “I am not gay!”“Something for which, as I said, I am quite relieved. I suspect Heather is too,” she said, smiling.“You’re not mad?”“Of course not,” she said. “I trust you, and I trust her.”“You can’t trust me,” I said firmly.“Bob, she’s going to learn about it somewhere. At least I know you love her.” She looked at me oddly. “If anything I’m a bit jealous.”“You’re shitting me,” I gasped.“Language!” she warned.“Sorry,”. I should of closed it there. I don't know what went through me. Was it the hopes of something happening? The idea of a cheeky late night conversation? Just sheer curiosity? I still, to this day, do not know. I sent her the worst of chat up lines which she laughed at and it was moments later we were toying with the idea of meeting on campus. I said good night, closed my laptop, packed my bag for Uni the next day and went to bed to cuddle the misses. She was fast asleep but I couldn't rest. I was. Erotic sounds of flesh swishing in pussy juice filled their half of the room. She could only keep screaming "Yes! Yes!"Turning her head she caught a glimpse of her friend turned on her hands and knees. She had a happy, lustful look on her face. Drey knelt behind her, and they fucked like wild a****ls. Lori quickly looked back into Leo's eyes who reached out pulling one of her nipples."Tell me you're my bitch. Tell me while I fuck you." Leo whispered.Weak from having his large meaty flesh inside.