But after some-calls, i received a call from a guy named “joseph”. He was working in same company as mine and i was happy that we knew each other ...rom couple of months. He was also very handsome and well built, but i never saw his built until he moved with me. He immediately moved in with me, as he was also looking for apartments.Initially everything was normal, we used to get take outs and eat outside like friends. Even we used to drink, watching football (rugby) games. Once we had a party by. I love it. I love that I’m tasting this awful thing in my mouth because I’m finally- finally- being the little slut I had always known, deep down, I was.And the ones who aren’t holding me or kissing me are grabbing at me through the shirt. I can feel their hands on my ribs, and my belly, and then they’re latching on to my tits, grabbing the meat of them, squeezing, my nipples caught between their fingers and it hurts so good.This is the last moment when I’m a virgin. I remember it. A little embarrassed, I covered my erection with a travel cusion & looked at the floor."Hi, I'm Peter" the middle aged man muttered offering to shake my hand. He was well dressed in a business suit, a little over weight & greying at the sides. I introduced myself & we chatted for a while. It turned out he was on his way home after a 2 week busines trip & he was looking foward to getting home to his wife for some re-union sex. "Do you smoke?" he asked, offering me a puff on his joint. I. "We're at the apartment, shall we come get you?" she asked."I can walk if you're busy, have you eaten?" I asked."No, we haven't, I'll order a pizza to be delivered," she said. "Why don't you walk, we're in the middle of something here." Ok, I'll see you in fifteen," I said.I had the feeling that I wasn't going to like what I found waiting for me when I got there. I trudged home and walked to the back of the house to find a moving truck there and Mr. Waters in the back packing a box away."Hey.