We had been dating two months and she’d never invited me in or stayed overnight at my place. As I walked away from her apartment door a middle-aged ...uy came up the stairs, nodded to me, and opened her door with a key.He must have said something to her because when I picked her up for our next date she invited me in, poured me a glass of wine, and introduced Bill, her roommate. Bill was 35, divorced from her sister, and shared the two-bedroom apartment. She had known him since she was a kid and. Later, she prepared hot strong black coffee for me, and provided me with few toasts. She asked me about job, life and future aspects and I was replying to it smoothly. Later she noticed me itching my feet then and again, and asked me what was wrong. I replied nothing, something itching, she then laid closer to me and began gently rubbing feet, claiming that it was some kind of infection due to weather. As she was doing that, I could see her tits from the space gap of her broken buttons of her. “Oh, Tegan, I haven’t properly introduced you. This is James, he’s a work friend, and Candy’s boyfriend.”“I see.” Tegan said. So it seemed this was more of a partner swap arrangement – Jackson would get his piece of Candy in exchange for loaning her out to his friend. It suddenly made a lot more sense.“Nice to meet you.” James grinned.Tegan smiled politely. Inwardly she wanted to laugh at Jackson’s audacity as it seemed he was trying to raise the stakes to really challenge her commitment, and. “OK, OK, only don’t stop, Johnny. Suck my titties, please?” It was when I said the word ‘titties’ that I knew John was naked. His penis bounded up against my thigh, on full alert, in case we reached Defcon 5. John liked it when I used dirty words, and they came easy to me whenever I drank. “You talk, I’ll suck.” He latched on to a nipple again and gingerly began to suck, nice little tugs that were just enough to keep my nipples stiff, while I tried to tell him about the party. “Well, Thor.