”“What!“ exclaimed her father, “You mean–?”“Yes,” I said with an air of disgust. “He wanted to be cuckolded – experience jealousy,...uncertainty – some such rubbish.”Crystal looked shocked.“Yes,” I said to her. “He’s twisted.”I drew a breath and looked at Rachel, who looked gratefully at me and nodded. This time the communication was not lost on the parents.“You were the other man,” said Gordon, beginning to look annoyed.“Yes and no,” I replied. “He conned Rachel and me into meeting. Neither of. We roll up our area rugs, almost 20 of them. Ikea, Serena&Lily, Room&Board, RH, Mitchel Gold. Different sizes, a wild array of colors and patterns. In places, I layer a couple of rugs, one over the other. The bottom one still partly visible, of course.The rent here is an ongoing challenge -- $5,200 a month. But I have seven months in savings for when the next dry spell hits. And 10% of our rent goes into an escrow that will allow me to purchase the loft. Some day.Which brings me to my one. He laughed, slapping my butt, as I stood there bent over, with my hands on my ankles, exposing my ass for both of them... I looked down between my legs and noticed Jake was getting hard."Your white bitch has a tight ass; but now I want to see how she sucks dick".Jake just stood up with his hands on his hips, as I dropped to my knees.He undid his trousers and pulled them down to his ankles. I then saw a very huge black cock almost hard, popping out of his underwear. I began licking the long rod. “Perhaps I could have a kiss from each of the girlfriends before I go as well,” she said aloud.The girls took her up on that offer straightway and as soon as Brittany was clear of Donna’s arms, she was in mine. One by one, we collected kisses and clung together. Donna pulled on her nightshirt and camp robe and stepped out of the tent flap with a soft, “Goodnight. Sweet dreams.”Dreams were a long time coming as the five of us fell back on the air mattresses and made love.Wednesday, we worked.