He wanted to fuck her so much, but he also felt that it's wrong and tried to stop himself. The struggle was intense and violent. As if he internalised...power-play, teasing and a range of kinky games and played them with himself. She was not helping either, with every kiss, with every touch and brush of her nipples against him, she scraped off his self-constrain, made him betray his decency. Not that his body had any – his body betrayed him at the very beginning, quite openly expressing his. ' I looked surprised, again! 'Ah, you didn't know...well yes she did have a 3-some with them and found out that the 2 guys used to share a room when they were younger, and regularly 69'd each other to completion. So apparently Julie asked Mark if he'd be happy if another man sucked his cock. He agreed to it, but did say that he tended to cum a bucket load. Julie was very excited by that and after getting Mark to agree to cum in her to experience the flow herself told the others that she would. And it already had, several times, between that first lunch and now, as they'd met several times for lunch, lunches that were never eaten, as their appetite wasn't around food, but each other. Still, this moment was different... this kiss would be different. With the door now closed and locked, they stood before each other, unmoving for a moment, and then, as if drawn by irresistable magnets, they drew instantly across the gap that separated them, and, mimicing the door, closed and locked. "You are good enough looking, and you've been more of a gentleman for the last ten minutes than most I have chosen..." But?" I had to ask, even though I didn't want to hear the answer."We never stay at the same hotel, and we never go to the same bar," she said. I could hear the tears in her voice. "we never give the guy any way to know who we are or how to contact us. We've talked of looking for a better solution, but I'm not sure we're ready yet."She frowned as she looked up at me."You must.