She had been masturbating every night to the memory of kissing him that night on their business trip. She wanted James. She wanted to make love to him...and was feeling particularly horny last weekend when she went to buy clothes for the latest trip, and bought it impulsively. She needed a shower. She turned on the shower, to let it heat up, and lit a candle. She stepped into the scalding water and washed her hair, shaved her legs and bikini line, and washed all over. She dried off, blew dried. “But he’s a local guy, we just kinda screw whenever we’re both in the mood.”“Ryan?” Heather questioned. “Really? I had no idea. You guys just act like casual acquaintances when he comes in.”“Yeah, we’re just fuck-buddies,” Carol explained.Heather belted out a big laugh. She swallowed down about half the beer in her hand and pressed on. “Anyone else?”Carol thought for a moment. “Ted, the one in the blue semi, about three years ago.”“Very nice,” Heather said approvingly.Carol went to retrieve. She picked these up and moved them to the foot of the bed. She came around to the back of the chair and uncuffed me. Looking into my eyes, she told me I was to stay seated until I was told I could join them. I could play with myself, but under no circumstance was I allowed to cum. She slipped off her underwear and climbed back on the bed, with her head facing me and her feet towards the headboard. Amy slipped off her thong and straddled Stephanie's face, her ass in the air and facing me. . I would say that David was totally straight, definitely turned on by the opposite sex, and he was extraordinarily horny. He talked mostly about two things – driving and sex with girls.My brother subscribed to Playboy and Penthouse, so there was plenty of visual entertainment on the coffee table at his apartment.As soon as David came in and sat on the couch, he picked up a magazine and started leafing through the pages. Within just a few minutes, David was sitting, but kind of lying back, and I.