My intention was to nurse one drink for an hour or so and then head for home. It was a bad choice on my part. When I got married my exposure to Bob's ...special customers' stopped. I worked in the office and I never saw any of them again – until the cocktail party. It seemed like everyone of them were there and everyone of them was waiting for the chance to get me a drink and talk with me with the object of the conversation being getting me to go up to their room with them.My problem was memory.. With his size at the net, no way we lose.” he laughed.“Sorry Jerry, he’s can’t play, he is here on business.” she replied.“Why can’t he play?” he asked, disappointed.“Because his contract specifically prohibits him from any type of organized sporting competition unless it’s sanctioned by the team.” she answered.One of the guys tilted his head for a second like he was thinking, then it hit him like a brick.“You’re Stevens, the tight end.” he exclaimed.“Yes, that’s me.” I responded.“Man it’s so. This turned me on so much. I went in for more, deep-throating and gagging more and more, choking and even spitting up on it. I even sucked on his balls when I needed to catch my breath, I was his complete bitch, and I loved it.Suddenly, he picked me up and bent me over the bed. yanking off my underwear. I felt a cool liquid run down my ass crack and a finger massage it into my tight hole. I knew what was coming next, but I was not prepared for it. He pressed his hard cock head against my hole. Heard her giggling as they went upstairs and into one of the rooms. My room was at the bottom- quite the relief. That moment, i thought to myself to get the hell out of there asap but again its already 2am. Left me no choice but to stay. I went back to the pit and chatted Z a few more minutes before calling it a night. I headed to my room and Z to the other unit joining his friends for the movie. Entered my room quickly and locked the doors. Laid back on the bed and flipped out my phone asking.