" She had no idea about my personal life. My boss and I had kept most of it just between the two of us.I stared at the blinking light like it was the ...rigger to a bomb. The light just kept on blinking and I had no idea what to do. Paula's voice through the intercom startled me when she asked if I was going to pick up the line or not? I thought for a moment and then "Okay, thanks Paula, I'll pick it up."I really didn't care about proper etiquette for answering this call. I simple picked up the. That place is disgusting. Afterwards Marcus fixes some dinner and settles onto the couch. Reruns of some game show are all that's on TV, so he opts to read for a while instead.He remembers the mail on the counter after a while and goes to have a look. The junk mail goes straight into the trash; Marcus doesn't need any more credit cards. Next are a couple of bills from the hospital. He pushes those away for another day. It's funny how medical debt never dies, even if the people who were sick. Susan and I went to the bedroom to change. I looked at Sue who was standing there in her tiny panties wondering what to wear. She looked lovely. I asked her to wear my favorite, a Grecian-style dress that comes down to just below the knee, slit up the side, and backless. Sue put it on and also wore gold high-heeled sandals. All she was wearing underneath were her panties. She never wore pantyhose and hardly ever wore a bra - her tits were so firm she didn't need one. Susan looked stunning. When. So there I was in my bedroom with a naked fella I hardly knew. I tentatively reached out and touched his semi-erect cock. No thunder and I certainly was not struck down by lightning. It felt nice to hold his manhood. I bent forward and unobtrusively took a sniff. He was clean and did not in the least smell unpleasant. I lifted Dave's cock up and lowered my lips over his helmet. Well, no turning back now. I remember that my legs felt like jelly, my stomach fluttered at the knowledge that I was.