As the two explained what they were wanting to do, Sara looked at me and then stated "How kinky." Then Jill was walking by and Sara grabbed her arm ...ulling her into the fold.They were all really drunk and laughing. They then pulled Marty in. A short nerdy little fat guy who was also drunk. So they said Marty and would be judges, and then they decided to go to Jill's office on the third floor so we could be safe. All three of these ladies are very attractive married ladies. That is why I. She smiled and said - maybe not as I am talking to you and you are a good looking guy. I told her my car was parked around the back and did she fancy chatting somewhere more private and happily she agreed.As soon as we got into my car she leaned over and kissed me - her tongue entered my mouth. I said your frisky aren't you and she said that she hadn't had sex since the baby was born even though she had got her figure back. I said do you want sex with me and she said yes. I asked what she. 30 after having my lunch I used to go and lock ma room and sleep and the maids will be free from 11.00 am till 6.00pm as all of them are office going people so they come to ma house and watch tv and also sleep in the hall itself even though I lock the room my bathroom has 2 doors one from my room and other from kitchen I keep it unlocked she used to come via that door and talk to me this became a routine slowly and slowly there was relationship building between us I used to sleep in the bed and. “What?” She turned to face me again as I stood walking towards her. “Wh-what if I don’t want to…be the winner?” Those last few words were dribbling out of my mouth, like I was spelling them letter by letter. Am I really doing this? Is this really happening? Laura stared at me for a second silently; I could see the wheels in her head turning. “You mean you want to be the loser?” She finally asked in sobering tone that made me cringe. “Ye-yes,” I replied as I felt my cock strain against my.