Both women wore tight charcoal gray pencil skirts with a hemline about an inch below where their labia ended. The skirts certainly proved that they bo...h had asses and legs to die for. They had on red heels, each about four inches high that did everything they hoped it would for their shapely legs. Their diaphanous blouses matched the heels in color, and beneath those they had on matching red bras that were so thin as to be nearly nonexistent.As the women turned, Dave understood that he could. Yep, she's nerdy. She poured us each a half a glass, and we sipped it while we chatted.“It's going to be a few minutes before it's done, and then it has to rest for a while,” she said, tipping her glass up to swallow a big mouthful of her wine. “So... do you want to have sex?”I almost dropped my glass, staring at her. She's joking, right? She looked serious, but she has such a dry sense of humor, so I wasn't sure. “Ummm... whaaaat?” I was stalling, trying to read her.“I think we should. It'll. .aaahhhh". Before Raj's moan ended, I felt warm, hot jizz burst within my ass and Neil's groans followed. The pressure on my prostrate had been getting higher and I shot my load all over my bed. I was surprised at the load of cum I shot. We all knew that none of us was satisfied. By now it was 5:30 in the evening. We decided to call it a day and just stayed on my bed for some time and then got up and took a shower. Raj and I did it together. We invited Neil but he refused. The rest of the day. What else is there in life when you are that age?One bloke she was fucking on a fairly regular basis was a rasta called V. He was about 10 years older than her, skinny apparently and as usual well hung. I think of all the blokjes she told me about V was her favourite. She wouldnt see or hear from him for a month then he would turn up for a day or two before disappearing again. He had a flat somewhere near where M lived.In some ways he did me a favour because he was the person who always told M.