We talk for a bit. I tell them I have to look for my friend on-line. That I promised I would chat with him when I got home. So I get on the porn site....Go to the chat room where I was suppose to meet him. He's not there. A few of the guys I chatted with earlier were still there. (Probably waiting to see if I would actually come thru.) They said my friend, my "Master", had signed off. They asked if I found any guys. I told them I had. They were all excited and wanted me to prove it. So I turned. I held the wash cloth up over my shoulder. “Care to wash my back?” I requested “Of course,” he smiled, letting my breast go. He took the wash cloth from my hand. I leaned forward placing both my hands on the wall, as if I was being searched by a police officer, spreading my legs slightly. He lathered up my shoulders and back. He worked his way down to my lower back and onto my ass using one hand to wash me and the other he placed on my hip. He dropped the wash cloth and began to grab and. "Oh fuck, that feels good" Tera moaned as my wife started to slowly pump her fingers in and out of the dancer's ass. "I could really use a good assfuck. Any chance you guys want to take this offsite?"Our eyes flew open and Lisa and I glanced quickly at each other. Slowly, she started to smile as she kept plunging her fingers in and out of a woman's ass that she had just met an hour earlier. I shrugged my shoulders as if to say it was up to her, and then she nodded her head.I leaned closer to. As I entered, Mr. Scott got up from his desk and said with a warm smile, “You must be Mandi.”He welcomed me with a pleasant handshake, and somewhat surprisingly to me, closed the office door. That shot my imagination even higher and got those darn butterflies racing around in my stomach.He smiled again and motioned me to sit down in the chair at one end of the coffee table. I sat down and crossed my legs as I thought it was too soon to show him any more skin. But I made sure I sat up straight.