And I was used to getting to do it. With a girl just as happy to be on the receiving end of the stick.Instead I spent enough time jacking-off in my ow... room as if I didn't even have a girlfriend.I should've just dumped Marti. Even my sister Angie laughed about what a tease she was. But, then, I was the one who'd seen Marti golden naked, spread in a bed, asking for a little licking.It was one night, late, jacking-off to the earlier sight, and taste, of Marti's hot little body. I was close to. I’d seen them before. She stood 5’5”, flawless white complexion, thick dark hair in a neat blunt cut till bra strap length.Well toned arms and legs, smoothly waxed and shining in the afternoon sunlight. Medium-sized boobs like raw mangoes, narrow waist, and a raised butt, almost visible in her one-piece dress. But where had I seen her? The phone pinged, it was a text from Maria, “Rozy will do cleaning today.”Too late, I was already shaking her hand, “My name is Vivek, I’m writing a book.”She. “Yeah, more than I expected to spend, but this is a lovely home for half the price it should cost me.”“More like a third,” Ger smirked. “Let’s pay off the movers so we can make the beds and break them in.”“Jesus.” The movers were coming back out of the last bedroom. The older one fraternally punched Ron in the shoulder as he smiled by.“Hey, Geri. Do you remember me? We went to high school together and--”“Of course. I’m also not about to wax nostalgic and catch up.” She slipped an arm around. Walking up to him say hello he nods keeps walking reaches my blanket spread out in the grass sits opens his lunch box precedes to eat ,walking up to him looking at him amazed that he has not offered a hello all I could think was how very rude ,stepping around him sitting on the other side of the blanket watching finally I ask can you share a cup of coffee with me with out a word he pours some into the cup holds it out to me continues to eat reaches for the other half of his sandwich holds it.