When we broke off, I held her in a hug but looked over her shoulder.“Beautiful, isn’t she?” I taunted.He gave me a filthy look and walked away.�...�Friend of yours?”“He was, idiot. I told him and everyone that’s asked me out…”“Everyone? There's been a lot then?"Nicola blushed."Hey, you can't help being the most gorgeous person on the planet.”“Stop it,” she said and hit me at the same time.“Well, you are to me," which got me a peck on the cheek.Nicola took my hand and told me to go with her. I knew. She just knew what was right and proceeded to arrange people, and circumstances, to make them fit her image of right."Well, what did you expect?" Liz asked in her normal brusque manner. "Let him run along behind?" Liz was a shift supervisor, and her manner in dealing with people was the only way she was able to be successful because of her soft heart."But, don't you think we should get a turn before he has to take a nap?" Susan asked. She was the one always looking for a compromise or an. Well hone, that is not totally true either, a few weeks ago I came across this web site called Literotica, oh my lore, It has everything one can think of as it relate to sex, you know. Thinking, I know all to well as I use it to distract myself while working out on the treadmill, I let her continue with her story.It has mother and son, MMF, bondage, bdsm, brother and sister, you name it, it there sweetie. Oh really, I said what’s your favorite genres I ask, as I pull Carol aka Slut off my. I often helped her get whatever she neeeded and would position my self so I could get a bit of a look at her tits or up her skirt — which I managed quite often. Especially at lunchtimes when she would sit with the others out the back in the sunshine – always with her legs apart because her thighs were too fat to close properly. That’s when I would see the tops of her stockings and the white long-leg pants, with the suspenders poking out. My cock would be so big and stiff it would ache – I.