My marriage had left no outlet for my bisexuality. His closeted seclusion left him little possibility for sex. We had gotten along great from the star.... He lived alone in an old farmhouse far from the prying eyes of the small town where I lived. His relatives stopped in now and then but always called first. I would just call or email and we would set up a date and then I would call again just before I came over to make sure nothing had changed. “It’s been a long time. I’m sorry I haven’t. After a few minutes of pillow talk she said “okay my turn now” and had me roll over. Pam then positioned herself over me and straddled my face. I felt her warm mouth go down on my cock as I played with her still dripping pussy. “I can't wait to fuck this beautiful pussy” I said as I slid a couple fingers inside it. As she continued to suck away on my cock I would lift my head taking a few licks at the cream that was dripping from her lips. Several times I had to reach up and grab her hips to. It was not that long until Peggy was pulling into the parking lot of La Café Bistro it had been there hidey hole away from school and away from the rat race of dormitory life which was cramped and smelled like mildew most of the time. Both Jodi and Peggy passed and graduated just one year ago today it was an anniversary of sorts both friends haven’t seen each other since then and they had a lot of catching up to do. When Peggy scanned her sapphire blue eyes over the people seated in the Café. He could pare down the ranks of the pledge class and maybe add a few new faces to the local strip clubs. Chad whipped out his cell phone and called the house. The pledge on duty answered. Normally on Saturday, the pledges were left to their own devices until the evening but they were subject to doing anything the pledge captains ordered them to do."Hello, DIK house," a male voice answered."Damn it Larson. We are the Delta, Iota, Kappa's. I've told you we say Dee, Eye, Kay. We don't make a word.