"The last line surprised me. I had never heard Cindy use that kind of language before. She squeezed my neck as she pulled herself up to give me a very...sloppy kiss. My cock twitched. I was looking forward to satisfying Cindy's demand.After our dance we went back for more beer, but before we reached the bar, Tim was asking me if he could dance with my wife.I looked at Cindy and said, "Its up to the lady." I'd love to, Tim." Cindy said as she winked at me.I watched him whisk her off to the dance. I have blue eyes. People always tell me I have those piercing blue eyes. He said it is not necessary for me to work. I’m kind of at his beck and call, whenever he wants something sexually. A few times, he called me on the phone and told me to come to his office and sit under the desk and blow him. He loves for me to suck his dick. Like I said, he kind of controls me. But, I really enjoy sex. However John wants it, I'm glad to do it. I always have sex on my brain. I dream about it, love talking. Joe: It was good i know i was in there for a long time and no your mom was not in there with me i had to masterbate and i didn't think it would of been right if i just whiped out my dick here and started to storke it in front of everybody.Jessica: Good point well you ready to join back to the party.Joe: of course i would love too.Joe joined back into the party that his friends where a part of wondering what could have been with Jessica's mom. He wasn't thinking clearly all he could think about. “I don't want to make a spectacle, if you know what I mean.”“They are nice, though,” I told her.“What?” she said as if offering a challenge.“Your boots. I like your boots.”The look she gave me was uncertain. “I thought you meant...”It was my turn to laugh. “I'm forward,” I told her. “Not that much, though.”“You're a funny guy,” she said.I just smiled. The next day, Gabrielle walked into the break room and sat perfunctorily next to me. “Can I ask you something?”“Sure,” I said. “My life is an.