All the while I could picture her beautiful body squatting in the elevator, relieving her full bladder. I guess I must have been silent and daydreamin... for too long as she started to look at me kind of strange. I came back to reality and realized what she was looking at. I had zoned out too much I didn't even realize I was now rock solid and pushing the front of my dress pants out quite a bit. "Are you okay?" She asked with a smile. "I'm sorry, but I was day dreaming and got a little carried. “Oh yeah man, you would have probably cum in your pants if you’d been here.” said Manny. This made Michelle laugh as she said “Oh, so you are familiar with the minute man here? Yes, Derrick, you probably would have cum in your pants, just like you always do. At least your “boys” know how to fuck. Just how close are you “Q’s? Maybe that’s why you are so good at eating my ass huh Derrick? Did you like all of your fucking frat brother’s asses?” Smack…Derrick back-handed her across the. Not saying anything, he wanted the person to speak first. Maybe he could recognise the voice from the first hello, if he could, then he could hang up without speaking.The line was silent, neither caller spoke. An uneasy silence hung in the air. He could hear the breathing down the line. Obviously, they both had the same idea to let the other start the conversation. After an extended silence, he heard an intake of breath, and then a voice spoke."Hello Dan"The voice was plain, no rise or fall in. John opened up the house and I felt there was still a reluctance in the two men to make the first move, so I took the initiative, saying “ come on you two, Let's not waste time and led the way to our bedroom stripping off to my bra and knickers and getting my toys out. They followed me more slowly upstairs, Paul not letting on he had been there before and John not saying he knew (see story 114 the agony of cuck) they were both stood there like a pair of lemons, so I said “come on both of.