When we finished, Carl gave me an appreciative pat on my head. Then he eased his spent cock out of my mouth, picked up his shorts, and gave me quick...thumbs up as he quietly left the gym. It wasn’t until then that I realized that Brad had already left the gym..“Well Marcus, do you think you’ve had enough for tonight?” Peter said. “Yeah. I guess I should head back to my place. I don’t want to wear out my welcome.” .As I started to get up Peter said, “There’s one more thing I want you to. His lips pulled me deeper into his warm mouth, his tongue twirling around my nipple, driving me to the edge. I wanted to come so badly, but still didn’t. How damn long is a minute? I felt Jeremy’s hands around my back pulling my breast tighter into his mouth and arched into him. “Oh God, Oh God, Oh God,” I heard myself blurt out.He switched to the other one, trying to suck my whole boob in his hot mouth. I was getting so close. Then someone evil yelled out, “Time.”Jeremy gradually pulled his. ‘For what?’ ‘Damned if I know, I got the impression she isn’t the sharing type. She isn’t one of your usual girlfriends, this one has taste. Anyway the envelope sits on your desk and I haven’t heard from the woman since then.’ Even when I asked her to describe this mystery woman it still took me a moment to figure out who she was talking about. The rest of the journey back to the office was done with me telling Melanie the story of how I met Erin. By the time we got back to the office a whole. The Faire was all I needed. That and Uncle Henry, of course.I was 22 when Uncle Henry passed away from a stroke. I know- sad shit. But I was fortunate enough to have another family waiting to adopt me. One that had a reputation for taking in all who needed refuge from the misery of the real world. It was the tight-nit staff here at Notts’ Faire. And as you might have guessed, Uncle Henry had willed the land and business to me. Me and Becca, that is. But none of that mattered. Because, Becca.