Dillinger wore a blue Royals cap, sweat-stained. I wanted to stop the car and shoot him.I wouldn’t of course. But that uninvited impulse bothered me... Something had been gnawing at me lately. Two somethings. Not the toss-and-turn, lose-sleep type of anxiety. Just that annoying brain-tickle, mostly below the surface of consciousness.Over the course of my short career, I’d been ... sliding into shortcuts. Skirting the edge of the law. Okay, breaking it. Zapping my sister’s former boyfriend, Sol. Staring at each other.With full erections.Didn't seem like a joke now. Still, somehow I wasn't sure - or at least didn't have the balls to try anything. I mean, I'd never done anything sexual with anyone, not even kissed a girl yetNot that I hadn't thought about this. I mostly liked girls, but last night I'd had a pretty intense fantasy about sucking Matt's cock ... which now was hard, and pointed at me. So I was both excited and terrified.Then Matt said we should go swim a few laps in the. I watched as Becca knelt between my assistant's legs and sucked the juices from her pussy. I noticed again that Becca's thighs were firm and trim just the way I like them. My eyes then went to her round curvy firm ass. Since I was still hard I knelt behind Becca and ran my cock over her buttocks. She moaned as she felt the intrusion and wiggled her ass in approval. I slowly fucked her from behind and fondled her sensuous ass flesh. Becca lifted her face off of Cathleen's pussy long enough to. I stood patiently by her bedside.She tossed and turned and said "Five more minutes. "I left the room and went back to the kitchen. When I returned fiveminutes later to find her checking phone she told me to open up thecovers. I helped her out of bed and to the toilet where I knelt at herfeet and waited till She finished peeing so I could wipe, one of mychores. She told me to start her shower. I helped her out of her pajamasand she looked at me and asked me if I was going make sure.