From the moment we met at one of his boss's parties, Bobby had always feasted on me with his eyes. I made sure those eyes never went hungry. Boobs? Bu...s? Taut body? Killer legs, all the way up to my neck? Yes, yes, yes, and U Betcha; the best that money, surgery, and a daily workout regimen could create! I dressed to show everything off to its best advantage, too. My Bobby works hard all day, the latest wunderkind of the investment banking world, hauling down that nice six-figure income with. His hands found my back again as he moved forward and lay me down steadily. He removed his hand from beneath me and took my wrists in hand and placed them over my head. He caressed down my arms and continued unstopped over my sides. He touched my waist and slid a finger just under the waistband of my jeans, playing with the fold of my panties. He unbuttoned and unzipped them pulling them down and off of me unhurriedly. He tossed them away and looked over my now almost bare body and smiled as. "Really! How'd you girls like it?" I asked with much more interest thanthey could have imagined."We loved it!" the three of them said all at once."I can't imagine why he'd allow himself to be used like that. Lettingthose guy's stick their cocks in him the way they did." Jill said."The way they did?" I said inquisitvely."Yea, they grabbed his head and started fucking him in the mouth, hard too!And he didn't even move. They pushed their cocks all the way in his mouthand down his throat I'm sure,. I could not presume and waited.I dared not hope that she would prove to be a better mistress than those that I had left behind. But, I was eager to please her, I was in her elegant hands. I was right not to presume!Her hand slipped to her moist slit and began that circular motion that I had seen so often before. The finding of rhythm and timing that preceded a serious frigging.She worked herself to a small high and allowed it to diminish.Dominique had always had an assertive streak. In bed I.