“Would you like to do the honours or should I? ”You go ahead,” I replied, still not quite believing the events which were unfolding. I sat bac... on one of the easy chairs and marvelled at Catherin’s control. “We’ll have your skirt off please.” Jessica was standing before us in her smart uniform jacket and sheer black tights stretched over her white bikini panties. She was wiping her eyes with a linen handkerchief. “Over the desk please, bottom well up” I could see the swell of her mons. The one who surprised me was Shorn. He approached me after the other boys had headed off to work. He told me he had a female friend that wanted to get it on, with two guys.He’d been racking his brain as to whom and so far, I was the only person that he felt comfortable sharing her with him. I asked him if he was sure. I explained that I didn’t want to screw up our friendship as I did consider him one.If it didn’t work out, sex had a way of dividing people. The intimacy even in casual sex. “I mean told me!” I hastily said. “Told me!”“You said ‘showed me’!”“I don’t care what I said. I MEANT told me.”I turned to the sink and began to wash some cups. I felt Jaq move and come up behind me. She put her hands on my shoulder and her mouth close to my ear.“I think I was right, though” she whispered in my ear and gently turned me to face her. I was looking downwards and for the first time I noticed just ho low cut her top was and just how well formed her breasts were. I must have. “Please, call me Paul,” I told her.“And you should call me Clarice,” She said.I looked at the notes she had left on the chaise, and it looked like it was indeed a pricey job. The house was older, and the wiring was not up to modern code. I figured if I did the work myself, I could give her the labor for free, and maybe not lose my business comping the job for her. Under the influence of The Thunderbolt, losing my business would seem inconsequential compared to failing to win Clarice’s.