It has, until now, gone unnoticed. My stomach rumbles of its own accord. Hunger for sustainable energy has replaced my late night hunger of another va...iety. I shift slightly, wallowing deeper into the luxurious bed linens. It’s the type of bed, with its bright-white ultra high thread count sheets, which greets weary business men with fat expense accounts at the end of a long day’s journey. It’s the bed I never want to leave despite that its overly formal overtones do not lend itself well to the. Large, square ass. Clearly overweight, and flat chested. He decided then and there: this is the one. She symbolized everything that he had come to hate about this conservative, disgusting, rathole of a place. Yes, she was the one. He pictured her tied up, her squarely built bible belt ass squirming against tight leather restraints, The thought pleased him tremendously. His cock grew hard in his pants and cum oozed... He was certain that this brown, plain girl had a huge slut lurking under the. “She is one of the hottest women I have ever been with” was his; I can only say frightened, reply. I could see he was still not too sure.At that point Mona came back with the drinks and her top buttons had come undone (I am sure she undid them) and we could see her bra and cleavage. And in typical cock teaser style, she than turned round and bend down to make the drinks. Her arse in our face and again we could just about see she had a red G string on to match her bra. The skirt was close to. The party was quite relaxing to be honest and wasn't the way people use to see parties as. We drank and socialized. I also noticed that there wasn't anyone I didn't know and I was starting to think about my "dicklet" problem. The hostess pocked me and told me to go in to the other room with her. She was one of my girlfriends closest friends and I knew already that this was about my "dicklet". In the other room was my girlfriend waiting for me and in the other corner was the host of the party.