That is, until someone sat next to me at lunch, and I was glad he did.Josh was a couple of months older than Kristi and a couple younger than me, he w...s in many ways a middle man. He was very popular and openly gay, not to mention rather good looking with his almost-Hugh-Grant wavy hair. So we sat, two strangers, and talked. At first talk was predictably slow, then as each of us got to know the other more and more the conversation started to flow. Josh and Kristi had known each other since the. Cheryl sat on the couch leaning on the arm and showing off her nearly naked, hot body, cum dripping from her chin, to her breasts and on her nipples. I noticed the guys were enjoying the lewd show my wife was proving them, encouraging them even more.“Mmm, and I did enjoy all of that cum they shot in me. My cunt, and down my throat, and on my face and tits,” She smiled her right hand sliding down over her tits, to her tummy, then to her cream pie, scooping out a bit more to their cum, and. Most of our talk focused on the human world, of course. It was, after all, where we were, learning as much as he could about it was Asmedogh's purpose in staying, and explaining human motivations and activities gave both Cam and me insights into our own species' behavior.But the dialogue also not infrequently strayed to Asmedogh's own race and world, about which we both had a lot of natural curiosity. His ... Asmedogh's name for his people was something as unpronounceable as his own, but Cam. My dad worked in construction with my older brother and my mom worked cleaning houses. I found a job as a maid at a retirement home. I would go in everyday, clean around the rooms and the patio area. At first I felt uneasy as how they men stared at me. It was like a pack of wolves staring at a fresh piece of meat. Eventually I started to like it and I started to tease them more by wearing smaller, tighter clothes. That really drove them crazy, some of them started to tell me how pretty I was.