I gave myself a mental slap in the face for thinking such things. Later that night at the party… After a few beers and a couple shots of vodka, my i...hibitions towards her started to fade. To my dismay, she had decided not drink that night, which put a damper on my… poorly… thought out advances. By midnight most of the people around me wanted to watch a movie, so we rolled out a mattress in front of the TV, and with couches on either side we had made a fairly decent home theater/couch fort. I. Thanks!"He shook his head and searched for a clean sheet of paper. 'Oh well, I guess it's your lucky day Jenny Irvine.' He took the unfinished sketch and signed his name, idly wondering how long before it would end up on eBuy. He put letter and sketch back into an envelope addressed to his agent, who would then send it on to the girl.He took the next piece of mail from the stack. It was addressed 'to the occupier', the sort he would usually throw out without opening, but this one was different.. . .Give it to me . . . ? ? Natalie waslifting herself up off Jack so high that he got dislodged from her tight pussyand tried to get it back inside her while she continued to have her orgasm. ? Jack started toarch his hips up and worked up a steady rhythm until he shot his load of cumdeep inside his wife.? Jack began to gosoft as soon as he spewed his seed. ? Natalie wasdisappointed and wanted more and got out of bed and took out her vibrator outof the dresser drawer. Jack watched Natalie. I feel my face flush with embarrassment,but that's not what's making me so uncomfortable. I feel an almostunbearable tightening in my abdomen. It's like climbing the rope in gymclass. I grunt and scramble away from her, more embarrassed by my nowstiffening penis than I am about the shoes. "What the hell are you doing?" she yells, not expecting an answer. I remainsilent wanting to die. She stands up and I feel even more powerless as shetowers above me. I cower trying to hide the high heels once.