"Okay," she groaned, getting up.She walked over to me and wrapped her arms around my neck. "How do I know that this isn't a ploy to get into my pantie...? I mean, being cold to your date, and getting them to run off? It just makes me wonder," she explained, playing with my hair."Chasity," I whispered before I kissed her on the lips. "If I wanted to have sex with you, I'd get you into my bed. It is just that simple, but I'm not bi-sexual like you," I mentioned, wrapping my arms around her neck.. "Now why don't you go stand in the corner and try and figure out how all this is happening," Kyle said. "You say there's no such thing as magic. If you really are smart, you should have it figured out by the time Hillary finally makes me cum."Hillary brightened. He hadn't forgotten about her! Melissa got up, staring mournfully at the cock she had been denied that she had enjoyed so implausibly. Hillary dove into her task, overjoyed to be given a second chance. She opened wide and took Kyle's. However, this is real.. No bullshit.I met her in college in New Hampshire. She was very nieve and would believe anything I told her. I was a senior. She was a freshman. We made through college without any crazy sex stories. I was a pervert and she had no idea. She fell in love with me to her own demise.We married, moved to the mid-atlantic. I ran a successful business and she was my wife. We had a couple k**s., etc.One nite drinking wine I suggested to her that I fantasized about seeing. "Touch me and die," she said flatly. John slowly pulled his arm away."We're here about the job openings," John stated, still savoring the most delicious eye-candy he'd ever seen."The waitress positions?" Lanita opened her perfect almond shaped eyes a bit wider, trying to understand if the two humanoids in front of her had recently been brain-wiped."That's the ones? ummm? those are the one? THOSE are the ONES?," John finally finished."Did you notice the ESS at the end of the job title? I'm not.