“Enough,” Chad ordered. Then slapped Craig’s ass.Chad couldn’t see Craig’s face but he did see the faces of everyone in the room and judging...from their wide-eyed stares, he believed Craig must have been angered to have his ass slapped so hard.Craig dismounted and before he could say anything, Chad looked directly into his eyes and asked, “You want to cum, Craig?”“Yes.”“You know the rules. Host and hostess first, right?”“Yes, you fucking bastard. You just told me.”“So, I did. But you’ll be. We got in the habit of having Friday night poker games, went to ball games and other sporting events together, double dated a few times and formed a permanent bond between us.About a year after graduation I was at home fixing myself dinner when the front doorbell rang. I answered the door to find Becky standing there. My mouth went dry and I wanted to take her in my arms, but of course I didn't - I would have died if she had tried to pull away."Can I come in?"I stepped back and motioned her in.. It was very erotic, and Georgette did indeed have an exhibitionist streak.In between the sex sessions, Pam, Trish, and I tried to subtly set up discussions that Georgie could join. I could tell Pam was remembering our first day or two together by how she was framing some of the questions to get discussions going with Georgette, me, and some of the others.Pam had each of us give a thumbnail sketch about our backgrounds – growing up, education, early jobs, where we lived, and so on. Since most of. I was the first one up Sunday (being horny can do that do you). I slipped into a red/white/blue stripped bikini and went out onto the deck to sun-bathe (since my skin-tone was a creamy white I really needed a tan). I laid down on my stomach on a lawn chair. Rob showed up about an hour later (he was wearing swimming trunks). We made small talk for a few minutes, before I asked him to rub some lotion on my back. He agreed to, so I untied my bikini top and let him go to work. As he rubbed, I.