What time does your husband expect you home?” “I told him I was going overnight to a retreat. He believed me.” “Good for you.” I smiled. “...ery good.” “Is the other man coming tonight?” the woman whose name I didn’t know asked. She looked quickly at me, flushed, then lowered her eyes. She knew her voice betrayed the reason she was asking about Leroy, and how nasty she must sound since she didn’t know his name either. Her legs were crossed; the top leg worked furiously. I deliberately didn’t. When it was finally time, Neetu went over to turn the television off. I came up behind her and pressed my erection into her gaand, reaching in front to fondle her choochiyaan, imagining in my mind that they were hard and firm like Pallavi’s. Neetu moaned, and reached back to kiss me. We moved into the bedroom and I fucked her harder and longer thanI had ever done, all the while I was imagining that it was Pallavi who was in bed with me. Neetu cried out again and again that she was coming. Then,. "We got to change before Randy gets home," I tell them."What about the posters?" asks Pam.Poster? Fuck. I look at the wall to discover at least a dozen life size posters of us in our poker outfits. There is Pam with a dildo shoved in her cunt. There is Trish with Abbey eating her out. There I am with Mark Fucking my ass while I am on the phone with Randy. And many more posters cover the wall. There is a close-up of an ass with the transparent dildo shoved up it. It has been enlarged so that the. ”I nodded, “I’m sure.”“She’d like you to come see her.”“I’m not sure that’s the best idea,” I said.“She wants to apologize. If you won’t do it for her, would you do it for me? As a friend?”I nodded, “Sure. Call my office after the New Year’s and we’ll work it out.”The evening went along as I expected - dinner, a number of speeches, and then more social time. Kara and I left a few minutes after the last speech, and the Bartons decided to join us.“How are things in New York?” I asked Fawn.“Good!.