”“Alright alright. Final question. If I pulled my dick out right now, what would you do?”This is where the day had gone? A simple Friday. If she...could only get her work done, she could start her weekend.“And why would you want to do that?” she asked, sarcastically.“Just to see the look in your eyes when you’ve seen it.”“I’ve seen enough of them to know you’re not going to show me something new.”“Maybe. Maybe not.”“You realize this is kind of fucked up, right? Dick in the pants, dick out the. Jen felt the eyes of every man on her. She flushed. Male attention never failed to turn her on, but the tingling that was starting to form between her legs wasn't welcome. She hadn't seen David since the party and, even more importantly, hadn't been screwed by a big cock since before her engagement. She was faithful, but also sexually frustrated. Especially after what happened in the sex store, the last thing she wanted was more sexual stimulation to add to her frustration.Jen asked the hostess. I told him that if that ever happened the other guy would have hit the jackpot. Vince had talked to Christine about his fantasy. It made their sex sessions much hotter. She told him that she loved him and wouldn't want to hurt their marriage. The next day I logged on the chat hoping to see more pics of Christine. Vince was logged on and made a comment about the weather. I told him it was the same miserable heat here. Then he asked, "where was here." I told him what state I lived in. He. .. NOW!”“Yes, Sir,” Sam replied as she loosened her grip on the two Lucas female students’ wrists, who were now sprawled out across two rows of bleachers below Sam, Lynette, Cathy and Jennifer. I smirked when I saw Sam put her hands up in the classic ‘I surrender’ type position after Mr. Williamson’s directive.“What happened here, Samantha?” Lucas’ head basketball coach, Jeremy Sharten asked my friend, who was a former Lucas student.“Nothing happened, Coach Sharten,” one of the male Lucas.