I told Rolf to lay back and I climbed on top of him in a 69 position and began sucking his well-endowed cock and he immediately started licking my pus...y. I was told later that the other couples all followed suit and the only thing you could hear about the gentle waves was a lot of slurping tongues. I don’t know if it was the accent or the way they ate pussy in Scotland, but Rolf was doing something with his tongue that I had never felt before and it was driving me wild in no time. It’s hard to. But throughout the night I woke several times and wondered, "Why me?"I wasn't exactly broken hearted, but I was upset. I was pissed by her betrayal on multiple levels. On one level, she'd always professed her undying love for me. She'd been the one to say it first. I remember her looking across the table at me, weepy eyed after one of our little arguments. It had only been one of those stupid misunderstandings that all couples go through. But she was crying like her dog had died or she'd blown. Then her right hand joined her left at my shaft and both locked around my hardness. She worked my “cock clit” with both hands and in unison with my ass fucking. She drove up into me and then stopped and held it deep. She smiled at me and began to stroke me several times fast. “Cum my little bitch-boy. Cum whore. Cum slave. Cum in my hands you sluttly girl with a cock. Cum now! You whore!” Then she quickly thrusted in and out of my ass and made me orgasm. I could hold out no longer.. Monday morning I called into work to leave a message that I wouldn’t be coming into work that day, or probably the next, but was told by my Admin Assistant that ‘Mr. Edwards had already called the President of my company asking to ‘borrow me for a critical project for a week or two’ and he had faxed an offer for our company to handle a couple of ‘minor subcontracts’ that would nearly double our potential revenue for next year. Accordingly, I was very much the ‘fair haired boy’ and could stay.