Brian and I really don't talk about fantasies, but I know he's like to be a with a woman built like Marti. I know he likes bigger boobs. I just didn't...know what he'd think about me with another guy and I've never thought about it seriously."Jackie still had her bikini on, not looking as if it was coming off any time soon. Sarah pushed me onto the bed playfully. "I'm first," she yelled.Sarah made quick work of getting me hard again and sliding her pussy down onto my cock. She rubbed my chest and. Fred didn't answer, he knew he would have the last laugh.James looked thoughtful, "One wish," he thought, "anything he wanted.This definitely has possibilities." Okay," James finally said, "here is my wish . . . "Fred held up his hand like a traffic cop. "Hold on, wait, I have toread the disclaimer." A disclaimer, for a wish?" James said."California courts," Fred explained, "what can you do? Now listencarefully, ahem . . ." " In consideration of your act of kindness in freeing Fred the. Wurtz and Mr. Grant," Paul said. "They're here about my Uncle Andy, who died last year." Oh, I'm Nikki Lampson, and this is Kim Taylor." Turning to Paul, Nikki said, "Our place for dinner, at seven, okay?" Okay," Paul said."See you then," Nikki said, kissing his cheek, turning to leave."Don't be late, we'll be expecting you," Kim added, she too kissing his cheek. Then both girls were gone out the door.The three men turned back from watching the girls leave. Wurtz seemed to be suppressing a. He asked the secretary, “Could I have a tissue? I seem to have a smudge on my glasses.”“Oh, sure. Here you go.” The woman handed him a tissue from the box on her desk. He accepted it and made a production of cleaning his glasses.“Thank you very much. Nothing bothers me as much as a smudge on my glasses.”“No problem,” the woman said smiling at the handsome man.Bora joined his escort back in the hallway. The man walked along beside him with a frown. He didn’t appreciate the guy making the detour.