"Alex? What's the matter?" I didn't ask for coffee", he said instead of a reply."I know", she replied calmly. "But you'll drink it anyway".He took the...cup from her hands because he didn't have the energy to fight with Maddy. He took a sip. It was black, scalding hot and strong; just what he needed but he didn't tell her that.Maddy sat down and gave him a stern look. A look that meant he was in some kind of trouble. "What did you do to her?" Me? What makes you think I had anything to do with her. I had been living at Eric's place for six months when he approached measking for a favor. By now I was deeply indebted to him and was gratefulthat I might be able to help him in some way. That is until I heard whathe wanted. There was this big theme party coming up that he needed apartner to take with him. Without a female partner he could not gainentry. By now he had struck out with all of the locally available womenand none would even consider going out with him.Eager to please I said, "OK,. Now she was dying to see Tom again. See him, hell! She needed to feel him; she needed to have him; she needed his cock pounding into her. Please, at least let him call, she thought. But she knew he wouldn't. He'd just been unfaithful to the wife he loved, and with her best friend, no less. No, Tom would be puppy-dog solicitous to his wife this weekend. So Paula turned once again to her consolation prize.Paula was not looking forward to Monday morning. In the week since she had last seen her. “What about you and your busboys, Brittany?” Wendy winked at our new girlfriend, for frankly, that was her new role, right?Brittany was now OUR girlfriend, which possibly made her busboys our boy-toys by proxy or possibly not. I didn’t worry too much about that. I had a sexy slave, a sultry sister, a foxy ginger girlfriend, and now a steamy Latina fiancee ... I even had the use of a twink when it suited me. Yeah, life was much better now, wasn’t it?A fellow could get used to this ... rather.