”“All right.” Robbie agreed with a final vicious twist of my nipples. He let go, and new hands replaced his. But the new hands on my tits squeez...d and twisted just as cruelly as Robbie had. As the sounds of setting up continued behind me, one pair of hands replaced another and another and another. My tits, especially my nipples, throbbed with pain as one frat boy after another abused them while pressing his erection against my ass and telling me how much he looked forward to fucking it.Tears. A female yelled for his death, and he searched among the sea of faces to see Tara shaking her fist at him. He had tried to convince her of his innocence, but she would not hear of it. His heart ached with the loss of his wife’s friendship, he had thought they could withstand anything. Would no one believe him? Reality shocked his senses, and he again retreated into his past… ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Pierre felt a movement behind him, and awoke suddenly. The fire was almost out, and he could. Needless to say, when I saw her for the first time in around 7 years, my jaw dropped. She wasnt an overly skinny girl, but very fit. She had a modest breast size (a large B cup or a small C, Id say), and an ass to kill for. She walked outside with her boyfriend in a skintight black tank and a short jean skirt. Her hair was a little past shoulder length and had blonde highlights. She had a round face, and a beauty mark right above her lip on the right, same as you find on old time supermodels.. She was in a very good mood and happy. That was very evident from her voice. She addressed me like honey and requested me to come a little early by 12 pm. So we could have more time to enjoy ourselves.Though I did not like the word ‘enjoy’ and ‘honey’, I just gave an affirmative answer. I wrapped my work and left for her home. On the way, I kept thinking about the call and decided that this is already going overboard. I shall have to discuss this.We were not doing this to cheat on our partners.