I was reading one of those romance novels on the shelf in the lounge and… uh… yeah,” I stammered, blushing more.Denise giggled.“Two weeks with...ut a partner and you’re already falling apart,” she said. “What happens after two months?”“Maybe this vibe will help with that,” I responded, “Though I’ve never used one before.”“I have. Own a couple, in fact. Maybe I should give you a lesson,” Denise said in a slightly sultry tone.“I’d like that,” I said, feeling excited by the idea.“Put your clothes in. Alan grabbed my tits and buried his face between my soft fleshy melon-like boobs.He began thrusting up into me; I could feel my arse cheeks wobbling as he rammed his dick harder and harder up in to my arsehole. I knew from experience it wouldn't take long for him to cum, and I wanted to cum at the same time, but I needed more action in the cunt area. Whispering over his grunts of exertion as he continued to hammer up in to my arse, I said, " Alan lover, finger my pussy, make your little tart. It drew Kathie and I like a magnet. We both walked over to inspect the pan but were short tracked when Grace ordered us to set out some plates and silverware… “Please.” She ordered. Kathie and I grinned at one another and obliged. As we were filling glasses of orange juice and milk to bring to the table the nurse pushed Kathie’s mom into the kitchen. “Oh Grace! It smells heavenly in here this morning!” Mom declared as the nurse positioned her wheelchair at the end of the table. Kathie set. First, there were shared lunches and borrowed staplers. Then, birthday gifts and weekend drinks. Then, drunk make-outs and giggles. And then, wild hook-ups not followed by hugs or cuddles. I knew it was just a****listic. It was wild and crazy and not at all romantic. I knew, however, that will have to change. Which is why one day..."Hey. Do you have a second? Can you come into my office?" I asked."Uhm... Yeah." Jenna said, confused. "What's going on?" Everything's fine. I just need to show you.