With me watching her act so slutty while she fantasized about him fucking her seemed to be a pleasurable thing for both of us.Two weeks of those games...went by. I left work early one day to get some documents I had left at home that morning, when I saw Devon?s car parked in my usual space. I knew what I was going to find. My heart was beating fast and the anticipation of what I might find was overpowering. I managed to quietly sneak in the house. There was music playing softly on the stereo.. I found two large cups and saucers and some side plates. I set these up on the small table in the kitchen diner.Carol came downstairs completely naked and offered me plenty of opportunities to admire her body. She came close, kissed me on the lips, ran her hands down my chest and gave my cock a squeeze through my joggers.“Coffee, please. Frothy milk if you can?” “My pleasure.” I replied, “This thing is like the Starship Enterprise. If the lady wants frothy milk in her coffee, then she shall. . the taste of Ann's spit is something I crave. Everything about her is so sexy. Ann hears me undo my belt and she begins to writhe in her chair in anticipation. I take out my cock and tell her to open her mouth with her tongue out. I slap my cock lightly against her tongue and then ease it into her mouth. Ann loves sucking my fat cock, and she moans as I slowly slide it in inch by inch. I pull my cock out slowly and watch a strand of her saliva connect from the tip of my cock to her tongue.. "Thank you for the dance," Eric said. "Unfortunately, I have to head up to my room to make a phone call. I ran my cell phone dry earlier, and I need to recharge it. Maybe I'll see you all later." He nodded to Richard, who nodded impassively back. "Dance with her, okay? She's good."Unexpectedly, he bent down and planted a kiss on my hair. There was sadness in his eyes, frustration, almost a look of hurt. It sent a pang of guilt through me. Had I been wrong? Had I mistaken bravado for confidence,.