I kept repeating that Iwas only interested in women -- the more beautiful thebetter -- and tried to change the subject.He was starting to look a bit f...ushed. I thought hewas getting a bit upset, thinking I was insulting himor something. I told him that I ought to go, andstarted to get up. He apologized, and offered meanother drink. The first sip was the last thing Iremembered.Some time later, I woke up, more than a littleconfused. I found myself sitting in the same chair Ihad been earlier, but. Still, she was beginning to struggle to stay on her feet, and some hands helped lift her legs into her boyfriends arms, and she wrapped her hands around his neck, giving even easier access for the guys behind her. This was ok for the next couple of guys, but her boyfriend couldn't hold her up all day, and she couldn't use her hands this way. After one of the guys had cum inside her, and before the next could take his turn, her boyfriend moved over to the rub down table and laid her down on it.. Neither one of us was looking for anything serious at the moment. For now, sex was a fun activity for the two of us to enjoy when we had the time and opportunity without the stress and pressure of a relationship. I assumed a setup such as this one was destined to be short-lived, but I was determined to enjoy it for however long it lasted.In the coming weeks, I would find out a piece to the puzzle that might have helped explain why Katie was cool with just being friends with benefits, so to say.. I got to see his plumber's crack several times as he worked on our pipes. He had a very hairy a$$. It took him about an hour to fix all the pipes but he did a good job and we shouldn't have any more leaks. Willy is getting ready to pack up and I reach out to shake his right hand. "Thank you Willy, that was an excellent job you did." As we are shaking hands, I step up close to him, reach out with my left hand and cup his cock and balls. I say "If I knew how to give you a hand job, I'd give you.