At night, I'd find a hotel and Tammy would commandeer the remote, select some adult movie and we'd follow along with the story until we were no longer...paying attention to the movie and were lost in our own pleasures. Sometimes we'd only see five minutes of the movie before we were lost in the passions of some newfound sex position. Every day Tammy was becoming a better lover. She was learning how to touch a penis just right, a wonderful combination of lightness and firmness. Her oral skills. "Well, that was enlightening," Deedee said, "but I was referring to you being the one." Well, that will be your and Abby's call. So let's start with you. What do you need to be convinced?" I asked."I'm not sure. You were pretty open with your ... er ... interesting tale last night. But now, in the light of day, I'd like to examine it closer," Deedee said. "And I guess we should tell you a little more about us." Okay, would you care for breakfast while we talk?" I asked.They did, so I motioned. “So, why did you invite me to spend the night?”“I knew I couldn’t let you go back into that blizzard. If I switched places with you, I’d know I wouldn’t want to be that unlucky.” You figured as much. You really were hoping she was gonna say that she wanted to smash, but I guess porn got you thinking crazy. You finally enter the room and see....a single bed! You don’t care how cliché it is, god has come through for you. The awkward tension reappears.“I’ll sleep on the couch!” What?!? Why would. To sleep. Come... to sleep. Come, Bobby!"It was over. At her final command, Robert felt the orgasm well up and wash away his last grip on his senses. He did not explode; her manipulation of his sex had been too gentle. He overflowed, helplessly, embarrassingly if he could have felt embarrassment. He did not spurt; come dribbled and oozed into her hand from his softening prick. Not a little, for she had been stimulating him too well and too long. On and on, she encouraged, one gooey dollop after.