I had been in thisroutine for weeks and usually this was the extent of our conversation inthe breakfast line. We didn't often talk about our past live... but detailsstill slipped out here and there. Patty, for instance, was part of teamyellow. The self proclaimed leader of team yellow had made a deal withteam green to actually trade their own men for slaves. It had been asecret deal with just a handful of guys on each side in on the trade. Inthe end, both teams had about 5 or 6 guys and almost 90. His hair seemed to be neatly in place without any use of product and the clean scent of him mixed with the food was in the air, daring her to get closer. Tessa may have been shy, but it wasn’t like she didn’t have thoughts that any woman would, especially one so alone. Her eyes fell over what he was carrying as she watched him close the door with his back. Instead of telling him what she had planned to tell him, ending this before it started, he was already speaking to her. “Am I late?” he. When I looked over at Gwen she had a surprised look on her face. “Where did that come from, John?” “I don’t know, I just needed to fuck you tonight.” “Well I’m glad you did, it was great, but you could have held on a little longer and let me cum too.” She had the nerve to be upset that I didn’t let her cum. Did her lover make her cum? Did he wait for her to get off before he blew his load all over her tits? I almost went off on her and told her I found the pictures, but I didn’t. “Yeah, sorry. My hard-on had subsided but I was staying semi-erect. It looked like Iwas going to be her company for the night. We sat on the sofa andchatted for a while. She asked me if she'd disturbed me and whether Iminded her being round. I said it was no problem and I was just boredbefore she came anyway.I couldn't help but keep looking at her lovely boobs through her jumperand her legs were making me really excited too. I was desperate to touchher shapely calves, but that was the stuff of fantasy, so I.