But what was she thinking? Why did she want to be so drunk and why was she bringing him to the same level with her? Answers quickly followed my questi...ns as we finally retired to their room and he almost immediately passed out. I walked to the restroom to relieve myself and as if on cue, she appeared before me when I exited.“How can you do this to your own best friend? I love him don’t you get that? I’ll never love you!”“I never asked for your love sweetness” I said as I drew her close to me. "Morning, sexy." Morning, stud."Opening a dresser drawer, Ben pulled out some underwear and socks. "How'd your job search go yesterday?" So, so. No one's really looking for an ex bar-tending high school grad." Sorry to hear that. I asked around but none of my firm's clients are looking either."Ellen stubbed her cigarette out and climbed out of bed. "It figures. I'll find something."Fully dressed, Ben headed out to the kitchen and Ellen, still covered in sex, followed him. After grabbing a bagel. I guess he had become too excited by the scene that hadplayed out just a few minutes ago, because he cried outand sprayed her throat with his own cum. Sharon neitherspat it or swallowed it. It just dribbled from her lipsas she turned to me and said. “Now you laughing boy,fuck my arse.”I knew that if I just stuffed it into her, I would loseit straight away so instead; I rubbed her exposed clitwith the tip, running it over her mound and teased her.It must have been the right thing to. It was a four-story mansion with a yard (well, he guessed that rich people would call it "grounds") that was huge. It had hedges lined all down the long drive. Fuck me, maybe I did luck out. He thought, impressed.Renae saw the boy's expression and reached over with one finger and tapped the bottom of his chin, making him promptly snap his mouth closed in embarrassment. "Believe me, I felt the same damn way when I saw the place for the first time."Finally, they reached the end of the driveway.