It was as I had pictured, quiet and serene. That's when he broached the subject. "Want to work for me while you get your feet on the ground?"I thanked...him, but declined his offer. How could I live in the same house with them, watch them send each other eye-contact messages, listen to the pet names they used, sleep across the hall from their room, wonder if they were making love and worst of all, share the bathroom with her? Didn't he know I loathed them?Ed tried again on Sunday. "Ben, I'm not. I came harder than I came when I was 18-years-old having bareback sex in the backseat of a Prom limo. I came harder than I came when my girlfriend dressed up like a slutty pencil skirt school girl and sucked my cock on the floor of her freshman dorm. I came harder than I came when my ex-girlfriend, who worked at the mall Abercrombie at the time, took me into a dressing room during a slow morning shift and let me fuck her up the ass for the first time.I was no stranger to good orgasms, and this. I was able to recognise the strange, intense physical cravings that followed rather than preceded sex with Ed and his friends; even the druggie, near gangbang orgies I had begun to indulge in lately. Ed and I had always been a very sexual couple, and it seemed natural that with a large house and lots of money to play with, we would expand our horizons. Neither of us had a particularly jealous nature, and when opportunities came up to play with other sexy couples, or more often men, I was. She opened her mouth and tasted the hot liquid. It was salty and had a slight rancid taste, but it was not unpleasant and she swallowed some."Oh yeah, drink my pee, you slut," Karen moaned, while she moved her pussy in circles, letting it rain all over Sharon.When she was done, she quickly squatted over Sharon's mouth. She knew what she had to do and licked the waiting pussy clean.Karen stood up and looked at the boys."Well, it sure looks as if you liked the show. If you're all ready, why don't.