What is it about women that a night of unbridled sensuality energises them for the morning, whilst leaving us poor blokes wiped out? Becky was up and ...inging as she showered and dressed. I almost fell down the stairs my legs felt as if they were made of rubber. She grabbed the coffee I had made then went off to work, almost skipping out of the house. Everything was the same for the next three weeks, then one Friday afternoon Becky phoned to say she wouldn’t be there that evening. ‘I have. I’m taking full advantage of it.” “Awesome! Maybe we can play xbox later, if ya want.” Brock suggested. “Sure, sounds like a plan.” I said as we pulled into my driveway. We got out and made our way into my basement. Taylor flopped down on the couch on her stomach, and then proceeded to kick her legs back and forth as she fiddled with her cell phone. God she was such a tease. Sexy as hell. Brock and I took the chairs and flipped on the TV. Nothing good on. Bummer. “How about I just head over. After a couple of minutes of frenzied kissing Stacey moves her mouth next to my ear and whispers “take me now, use my body, fuck me and make me your whore!” I step down from the table expecting Stacey to come down with me but she moves onto her knees on the table top and wiggles her ass at me. “Fuck me, fuck me now” she growls out to me, her eyes ablaze with lust. I get back up onto the table and move behind her. Without kneeling down, and using a move I once saw on a really dodgy porno, I. Please.’‘Okay,’ I said, raising and eyebrow, and gathered up my papers just in time, before he grabbed my hand and pulled me down the hall to the small sick room. He closed the door behind us, not turning on the light, and grabbed me to him in a passionate kiss.I appreciated the kiss, but pulled away.‘Hang on! What’s going on?’ I demanded.Myles sighed. ‘I was catching up on that math test I missed last week, right? Writing it in the office. Then I came to one of those exponential law questions.