She said we would get together often. "You'll come to Atlanta. I'll give you a key to my apartment and you can stay with me. Won't that be grand?" Wil... I have to call ahead?" I said, and immediately regretted it because I was already sounding insecure."No, silly, you'll be welcome any time."And I was welcome there.We had talked on the phone a few times but she seldom wrote letters so I had stopped writing too. It was spring and everything was in bloom. Her apartment was small but she kept her. I had to admit, this party was getting better.We resumed our card game with the dealer changing every hand. Thank goodness we were only paying for poker chips because I was getting stomped. In just a little over an two hours I had almost no chips left. I wasn’t too surprised since I was playing against three boy geniuses and Curt was using a freaking calculator to bet.With only a few chips left it appeared I was done. Diane happened to be standing next to me and I could actually smell her. The next day, he had almost forgotten about the two women, only to be jolted into a masturbatory frenzy on discovering he could hear them from the safety of his office. Thereafter, he made it a point to all but hang out a ‘Do Not Disturb’ sign on his office door. And almost every day thereafter, he was stoking himself one-handed, with either his head or the stethoscope pressed against the wall, where a dark spot was now discernible. His secretary had received explicit instructions to hold all. "I'm not cowardly at all," I said indignantly, as I unbuckled my pants and let them drop to the floor."He really does have an erection," Ann's partner said, "but it's still inside his boxer underwear." She came behind me and put her fingers inside the boxer's elastic band and attempted to pull them down, but my cock was caught in the front and they wouldn't go down. She came around to my front, reached for the boxer's elastic with one hand and my cock with the other, pulled my cock free of.