To my dismay, three other middle aged men in business suits were sitting around a large desk. They all rose as I entered. I tried to turn and run, but...Jim twisted my arm behind my back and pushed me forward."Here he is, everyone," Jim announced. "Well well, he is a pretty boy," said the oldest man, laughing and pointing at my cock. "You're right, Jim. He does like wearing women's clothing." Let me go, please," I begged Jim who responded by producing a pair of handcuffs and cuffing my wrists. White coaching him on or knowing he was getting something Mr. Yellow didn't. Either way, he went mad on Esha. No one would have guessed he'd just finished with another girl ten minutes ago. Her tears stained the sheets and Mr. Red's heavy balls slapped her pussy. Esha's face was tight and every time he pushed she gave a woman's tennis grunt. She was gorgeous and all his. He fucked her for another hour before cumming. Afterwards, Mr. White walked to the bed and pat Mr. Red on the shoulder.. I knew that it wouldn't take much and slowly eased my middle finger into her. She climaxed almost instantaneously with a muffled moan and a soft whimper. "Do it again," Mary beseeched.It was then that I noticed more than a few people were looking our way. I grabbed our wines again while removing my digit from her overly sensitive box. In a normal voice, I asked, "And what shall we toast to now, my love?"Mary caught on, albeit slowly, and grabbed her cup for our commemoration. I offered, "To. "John, whatever he's having, I'll have, and put them both on my tab." He looked somewhat surprised, and I smothered a smile. As I turned away, the brunette was at my elbow, which kind of was startling, and she said "Hi." Great Conversations it wasn't.As we do, I gave her the once over. She's a big girl, but cute face, brown eyes. Of course, her breasts could stop a truck, but that wasn't exactly on my mind. Okay, it was, but I wanted to find out more about her. "So, what brings you here.