I said sleepily, “I thought you were working today.” No answer and the finger had moved to my clit and was rubbing it. I rolled over to give my hu...band better access to my now soaking pussy and I nearly screamed when I saw it wasn’t my husband.To my surprise, it was a guy in jeans and a t-shirt, about twenty-five, built like brick shit house. He begged me not to scream, that he wasn’t going to hurt me. He said his name was Steve and he was there to start working on our roof. He said he was on. You should be with Jeff and Trip. You should be out there, drunk and yelling. Hell, you could even be the guy praying to the porcelain god.But you're not. You're here in front of your laptop.The year started off great. Being a Business major had been the perfect fit. Economics, marketing and even statistics had come easy. A 4.0 the first three semesters of college was pointing its way right to an MBA at the school of your choice. And there was Jane. Fun, smart and hot as hell. She really was. I drew back looking at both my friends in confusion. They grinned atme, then began kissing each other. Suddenly it was a three way kiss, asI guided Anne's hand to his engorged erection. That did it, she brokethe kiss drawing back."Madison showed us hers, how about you show us yours?" she asked.But it was her and I both who dropped his jeans and shorts to revealthe stiff ten inch shaft bobbing freely in the air in front of us. Shelooked nervously at the door then reached out to touch it.I. For the three and a half hours that we had been waiting, we had gone over just about all the contracts looking for traps so we did not fall into them in the court.Lunch was at the fancy restaurant not far from the court. We had been there so many times that we were almost regulars. It only took a couple minutes for them to find us a large table.There were plenty of VIPs throughout the large restaurant and nearly as many news people trying to eavesdrop. We ate light - just soup and salad - and.