Shelly seeing her look of perplexion said, “I made it for you earlier today. I saw the blankets and sheets in the closest. I hope you don’t mind I...picked the pink ones. I love pink.”“No, thank you for doing that and I’m sorry for walking in on you.”“It wasn’t your fault Darla. The blame is entirely mine. I hope we didn’t embarrass you. We sort of lose control of ourselves once in a while,” Shelly said smiling.“No, not really, just wasn’t prepared to walk into my roommate blowing her boyfriend. "You're going to love it." he says. Mr. Tenley's friend fucks me hard for twenty minutes. The van rocking violently. "I want to dump my load down this whores throat." he says. He pulls out and he and Mr. Tenley switch places. His friend stick s his cock in my mouth and Mr. Tenley shoves his hard rock cock deep into my well worn ass. "You were right, this is a great ass. Nice and tight." Mr. Tenley says. "I told you. His mouth feels just as good." he replied. I can taste myself on his cock as he. You were so ... so ... sexy!" I managed to sputter. Traci smiled her acknowledgment of my complement. "Uh," I continued, "I'm Jack."Traci smiled. "I know," she answered simply.I gulped, despite three or four stouts. This was impossible. A reserved table at the end of the runway. Drinks paid for. Traci Topps knew who I was. What was going on here? But I was a bit too drunk to care. I sat the rest of the night, between her sets, flirting with Traci Topps, enjoying her flirting with me,. ’ I returned, trying to appear normal. ‘Why don’t we go ahead and leave and beat the lunch crowd?’ I suggested, wanting to put some room between Erin, Laura and the awkward situation. She agreed and we left. We had planned to go to my favorite buffet in North Carolina, an hour and ten minute drive. My wife, I knew, was biting her tongue. The silence was chilling. I was searching for an acceptable excuse, not knowing what the question would be. She surprised me! ‘I would have thought you would.