” “Have you made Dan eat my cum from your fucked pussy?” “Not yet, do you want panties on or off for your fuck?” Greg won the point, “On, ...ull them to the side. I want to leave a puddle in them you can feel as you drive home.” Laura assumed position, her ass out and spread, cunt ready for her boss. Greg drove straight in, their hips banging made slap sounds. Laura grunted as air was forced from her lungs. Greg pulled all out and slammed in hard once more. “Bitch, take dick you bitch. Laura is. I got real focused on a sub, and he was a pretty boy, very energetic, very eager to please ... big ol' dick ... and I started taking my husband for granted. He was my sub, he'd put up with it because I said he would ... yeah, I was that stupid ... and all of a sudden one evening I found myself having a conversation where I found out that submissive or not, Bob was not and never would be my bitch. I was facing a divorce and I got told that his and my sexual identities and roles were not. “You might just be a keeper,” said Jack.“Are you versatile or a top or bottom?” asked Claudia.“I’m versatile Claudia, always have been,” I responded.“Jack, do you think he could handle your nice large cock?” asked Claudia.“I hope so sweet heart,” replied Jack.I began to look around the room and I could see that Louis had lowered the lights and that many of the guests had moved from the couch to the beds in both suites. It was hard to tell exactly who was with who but in the two beds I could see. The last thing I expected fifteen minutes before leaving for the night was a phone call. Lately, in most cases, I'd just let my voice mail take the message and deal with the caller the next day. But something told me I wanted to take this call. "Hi Dee, Its Dean, how are you?" I was caught off guard, but very quickly regained my composure, and greeted him with a less than enthusiastic response."Hi Dean, Gosh, I'm surprised to hear from you." He must have sensed my less than enthusiastic.