Gabriella had normally dated a bunch of "bad boys" in high school and college. She had been burned out with all of their maniacal egos; their endless ...lirtations with other women and sexual demands.Gabriella had taken a whole new direction with her personal life after she had started working. During a guided tour of the local college archeological museum, she had been approached by the tour guide, which unknown to her was the museum curator. Gabriella was twenty two at the time, and he was. Once inside, Tina waited for the guys to catch her up, and they climbed the stairs with an arm each around her trim waist, or a hand on her tight rear, inside the flared lower part of the dress.Ken had seen the trio arrive on the 8th floor, a level not in use after 8 pm, it was now just before ten.Tina led her two consorts to a corner, where the electrical relay box gave her a slightly less hard seat than the concrete of the main structure. As she sat, the shorter, fair-haired male, sat to her. Sitting up, she reached over and pulled Cory away from her husband’s crotch. Malcolm groaned as his cock waved wetly, a steady pulse of precum trickling from his cockhead. “So close,” he protested.“Remember why the girls are here, honey?” she asked.“Oh, hell,” he complained with a smile. “It’s tough to remember you’re supposed to be draining the swamp when you’re up to your ass in alligators.”The girls giggled, and Laurie asked, “Who’s first?”“Me, me!” cried her sister. Cory got on all fours. Ian would not be able to last very long that morning. He didn't know if was a trick of her vaginal muscles, her silky soft skin, or the mere beauty of her nakedness. Brenda sensed his urgency and raised her pelvis slightly. His thrusts became harder and faster until he groaned and his release began. She clung to him, taking everything he gave, accepted his seed as lovingly as if it were their first time all over again. She held him tight until he collapsed on top of her, flattening her breasts.