I am very good in bed, or any other position. And I love to talk dirty. If I buy that very expensive piece over there at full price can I have you gra...is? You can deliver it and fuck me at the same time. Or now that we have broken the ice, maybe I will fuck you.”“Would two-thirty tomorrow be suitable? Sex is always better in the afternoon.”“Fine, what would you like me to wear for you?”“High heels and a big smile,” I flirted.I arrived with the delivery as arranged, rang the door bell and Mary. Now I was never openly gay but I had straight guys drooling over my arse when I had tight jeans on which I know for sure, I had comments or banter like "If you didn't have a cock I'd be up your arse like a ferret up a drain pipe" or "my god you got an arse like a ten year old boy" all this from straight blokes that had no idea I was gay as fuck, but it was the fat, sweaty men that paid me the most attention and I would get it daily, mainly starring at my arse but occasionally they would. Janice just stood there. Evasive, unwilling to speak, she was obviously a part of what had happened, but was unwilling to talk about it. Seeing that nothing was to be gained by glaring, I went outside to see if Terri was sitting or walking.The stupid bitch was sitting in the car. And crying, which she tried to stop when I came in sight.As I got behind the wheel, I said coldly, "OK Terri, I have no idea what that was all about, and frankly I don't care. Slapping me was stupid." More tears. In a mood for a good slightly rough sex!They were already in bed, I changed and crashed next to her. She was already asleep, I got inside the sheets that we two shares and pulled her closer to me. She opened her eyes and kissed me, I reciprocated by kissing her passionately and ran my hands all over her ample body. She saw me getting restless and tried to calm me and moved her hand as usual in my track. But I was not doing the regular today, no way!I lifted her nighty, she didn’t mind since we.