"Did I do something wrong?" she begged."I don't think so," I answered worriedly. "What do you mean?" You didn't cum," she answered in her own worried ...one.I gave her a tentative smile."I wasn't sure you would want that, so I made sure I didn't cum."The smile she gave me was priceless."Are you going to make me cum again, before you fill me?"In a slightly worried tone, I answered, "I'll do my best."Our second round was much less frenzied. She stopped kissing me and held my hands on her hips so. Random guys.”He stated the obvious, “That’s not very safe. Don’t do that, okay?”I gave him an exasperated gesture.“I have an idea.” I looked at him. “Don’t yell sexual harassment, okay?” I smiled at him remembering the last time he said that. That ended pretty well. “Rather than bars, do it here.”Do what here? What was he talking about? Then, “In … the office? With you?”He laughed. “I know you said I managed pretty well the other night, but no, not just me. I’m not sure I can really. Capt Gregory was giving orders to the Police Sgt who was rounding up the rest of the unconscious scumbags.I heard him ask the Sgt if Jack was still in jail. The Sgt got on his radio and confirmed that he was sitting in his cell, smiling.Capt Gregory said, “Now tell me that NO ONE let him use the phone last night!”The Sgt inquired and a solemn look came over his face. “It seems that he demanded his phone call and the night desk clerk granted his request.”Capt Gregory was furious. “Dammit, I gave. Almost without thinking I let one handstray between my thighs, the other to my nipples. All the feelings of last night coursed through my body yet again as I pleasured myself to a shattering orgasm. I masturbated myself no less than six times before Dave came home that evening, I felt no guilt when he came in. After all, what had happened last night was a one off I told myself, I had been drugged and it certainly would not happen again.However as the week progressed I was beginning to have my.