Both of us propped up on pillows, we could view each other's naked bodies and we both began masturbating as she resumed her memories of Alice. "Boy... were swarming Alice like flies to honey by age 14," she said. "Maybe because she got an 'easy' reputation, but she was so pretty with her long blonde hair, and that great little body, her bubble butt was like a magnet. Anyway, I wouldn't let her date, but did let her sit in boys' cars parked under my kitchen window, and spy on her. Many times. "Mmm, Ricardo", she said as she thought about her trainer. There were many times she had thought about fucking him, but she hasn't wanted to be unfaithful. Now though, she was free from that guilt and she couldn't wait for tomorrow's session.Tonight was all about John, though. He was a work friend of Bill's and he was fine as hell. His dark chocolate skin, his brooding eyes, his thick lip, his muscular torso, all of it made Monica's pussy soak. She couldn't wait to feel him fucking her, his. Listen to what I say. Whatever you see in the room is perfectly and completely normal, and everything you do is also normal.’ The couples stirred, opening their eyes. Catherine got up slowly from the coffee table, blinking, elbowing Harry. ‘Come on,’ she hissed, ‘get up.’ ‘I must have … must have dozed off,’ mumbled Harry sleepily as he got to his feet. He looked down at his uncomfortable erection, and then around him. The others were all standing up. Harry knew that he could see two naked. I sit there nursing the coffee and the man in the suit sits down again, uninvited. He smiles and says he’s happy to see I’m not smoking and drinking tonight. I give a slight smile and ask him if his offer is still open, admitting I’d like to talk to someone now. We sit for another hour, both drinking coffee and quietly talking. I unburden myself with all that has happened. When I finally finish, we sit quietly for a while and he asks if I’ve decided on my next steps. I tell him that I couldn’t.