I feel like such a stalker when I look over at his desk 200 times a day even when I know he isn’t here. It’s like I’m obsessed! You know me, I d...n’t obsess over any guy ever. Ever! Honestly, I haven’t felt like this since high school when I had that crush on Tommy Freedman. Remember how I would sit in class and just stare at him? Going to class every day was so conflicting. I wanted to see him and drool over him, and at the same time I had butterflies every day before walking into that room.. He had one for Jane too and she gave him a nice smile. I wondered what Josh had done with her panties."I'll catch you later, dude," Mike wandered off with some football buddies that happened by and I stood there for a second looking around when Kyle found me."Hey," he smiled a little hopefully."Hi!" I smiled happily and I didn't realize how much I'd been missing my friends until right then. I almost felt like hugging him. "What are you up to?" Same as you!" he held up his beer and grinned.. One guy lifted her legs over his shoulders and took out his stiff large black cock. He rubbed it up and down her pussy lips to get it moistened, then he eased it into her cunt, into my lovely wife's sweet cunt. I watched mesmerised as he fucked her. He didn't take long and was soon shooting his spunk into her. The second guy seeing that he had finished, shoved him out of the way and took his turn fucking her.All this time, Joe the barman was kneeling on the table and rubbing his cock across. She said, "Hold me tight against you. It's the only way we'll get warm." So I did. Gladly. My hand rubbed all around her chest. I tried not to be obvious about it, but every now and then I cupped her entire breast in my hand. I ran my hand from her neck down to her stomach and back up. I was still pressed tightly against the full length of her body as we lay there spooned. After about 20 minutes she finally stopped shivering some but told me to keep holding her. I noticed that.