I have to admit I was a little nervous at first. It was the same vibe as the one we had back home at New Arcadia, where we regarded each other with un...isguised lust, and a woman might be mentally trying on the fit of the hard-on of the man in front of her while the man might be wondering how that woman’s breasts might feel in his hands, and what her pussy might taste like. But there was usually no real rush to hop into bed. Instead, we were intent on staying in that pre-orgasmic “Golden Zone,”. ..”He must have been waiting for her, because he was right by the door, and as he closed it, he put his other hand on her behind. She almost jumped. Then both his large hands was on her butt. She was still holding a rickety stack of important papers for the German contract. Dropping them on the floor would not be good, it would take her a long, long time to sort out every thing. “I can see that you have been working hard...”“Yes, sir..”He began to open her skirt now. She was still about 2. Mike settled on the big settee and I took the armchair. C went to the loo again, and she was quite a long time, but when she returned she had changed into her nightwear and her dressing gown. She said something about having spilled drink down her dress. She took the other side of the settee, so was alongside Mike. She pulled her legs up and leaned back. She was obviously still high on the drink, and her dressing gown was rather more open than it should have been. Mike couldn't take his eyes off. So after laughing hysterically for a few minutes, I told them. Next thing I knew, we were all naked, and my dream was unfolding into reality. I can’t describe how fucking wild the whole scene became. It was just as it was in my dream: me bent over the table, Bud in my mouth, Billy rimming me, pulling my cock back between my legs to lick the underside and lap up the now flowing pre-cum like he was licking an ice cream cone, and of course Max, stroking his monster cock. It was all like we.