Marg and I approached each one in turn and a pattern soon appeared. Lyn was definitely the instigator. A couple of them wouldn’t talk but we had eno...gh information to know that Lyn was pushing men onto Sue. I started to see Sue as just someone with a weakness for sex with well-endowered men. My vision of Sue as master manipulator had been destroyed and with it came oodles of guilt. At night time, Marg and I slept together in the queen-sized bed. She tried really hard to seduce me but I was. But, after a while it is bound to come out.So, after dating a new girlfriend for a couple of weeks, I started to show her my stories. Linda actually read the first dozen or so and didn't leave the room running. I took that as a good sign."So, did you like anything I wrote?" I asked cautiously."Um, yes...I think some of them are funny," she started, "I just read the one where you say Grace. Did you really do that?" Hey I'm a Catholic boy, I was taught to say Grace before I eat." I answered. ."His face was very near her chest when she whispered, "You can taste them. They like to be kissed."With a groan of surrender, his lips found her right nipple, while his hands gently fondled both. Karen sighed in pleasure and relief. She might just get out of this with her job and her life intact, but was she willing to pay the price?"I've gone too far to stop now," she thought to herself. "Whatever happens, I can no longer say I was forced into it. I could have taken my lumps and walked away.. Amy, Mel and I were too. Mel said, "Okay, Ms. wife of many titles; Let's hear more about your date with Trent." Shaking her head, Amy said, "Mel you really are turning into a voyeur." "Damn right I am. I'm from Chicago. Everybody knows that girls from Chicago are voyeurs at heart." Jeanne said, "Actually I didn't know that." "Yeah but you used to be a prude." I said, "But Mel you do have to admit that she's learning quickly." "Hell yes she is! Jeanne you're well on your way to becoming the.