"Of course, I do," I said. "You told me that you were an acquired taste," I laughed.Then I noticed that she wasn't laughing. "What happened?" I asked....A couple of days ago, when we were at the Miller's party," she began. "We met that new guy. Richard Grayson." I remember," I said tersely. I'd hated that motherfucker from sight. He was a real douche bag. He was also a fucking giant. He was 6' 7" and weighed over 240lbs. He was rich as hell and owned several businesses.I was no slouch. I'd been. His pants are down and off in a split second and she is on that cock like a chicken on a June bug. Now she has trying to take my pants off with one hand and of course, the gentleman that I am, I help her take off my pants. It isn't long until this guy has her clothes off and he is massaging that clit like a baker works bread dough. She is moaning and twisting and begging for one of us to stick a cock in her wet pussy. Finally we fall into the bedroom and he is on his back. A very vulnerable. "Oh, hi," Ms. Lee answered in what seemed to me to be a strained tone of voice. She turned to give me a smile as she grabbed for a towel. She took a quick glance down at my swim trunks, though, and I remembered that while I was cycling I'd unbuttoned the shirt I'd been wearing when I left. I hadn't re-buttoned it when I got back home, so Ms. Lee could clearly see the tip of my rock-hard dick poking its way through the waistband."Oh, my God," I said, "I'm so..."Before I could finish my apology,. About an hour into out casual outing, I started actually getting drunk. “You know Jack, I'm not sure why people go to college, I mean what are the odds of actually getting the job you go to college for?” I asked as I slurred a bit. “Well, life sucks sometimes Tonya, I think we should get you home. I'll give you a ride,” Jack replied. Then he helped me get to his car. “Where do you live Tonya?” Jack asked. “Small green house at the corner of Jefferson and 11 th street,” I replied. Then we made.