" Mark raises an eyebrow, "One of?" he asks. "That must mean you have others." I nod, "I have several more and depending on how things go tonight, I m...ght just let you see them." I'm feeling emboldened the more time I spend with Mark and Heather. It probably has something to do with all the blood rushing out of my head to parts further south. I giggle inwardly, enjoying my new confidence. Heather is sitting on the bed quietly watching our exchange. She looks at me and grins that evil little. "Um" she let escape, pursing her lip and I paused a moment. "Yes" I asked, her fingers brushing timidly down my lower back to the curve of my tight ass and I felt a deep craving for her. "Not now, later" I removed her fingers, and slipped past, knowing that she was watching my hips sway in desire. He sat in the chair, head leaning back and his short dark hair gleaming in the single light. Sweat dripped down his naked, hard muscled chest. His eyes were closed, but I knew they matched his dark. " Although we never did anything sexual in the past I started to feel more and more aroused when imaging her body, all drenched with sweat and my dick got hard in few seconds. I smiled on her : " Clara, it is healthy to sweat a lot sometimes, also you did something to improve your physical shape and besides that your body now is so attractive for me. " She saw how hard is my dick and smiled at me. I said : " Clara, I'm such aroused, I wish so much to pet your body right now. Allow me this. Her breasts swelled with the rise of her chest, slightly drooped, areola mischievously dark. With the towel d****d the way it was, she could have been posing for an artist, but instead she had now become my plaything, perhaps our plaything.“What are you thinking?” I asked Cee as she lit a cigarette.“I’m thinking it is time I went back to my room if I was sober enough!”“No you don’t. The night is still young.”She looked sideways at me. “I don’t know what you are thinking, but I’m not going.