Only now, she found error report after error on the screen. After a few minutes of pounding, Natasha conceded. She was starring out the window again w...en someone from I.T. startled her. ‘Ah, so is your computer, um… wiping ‘im ‘mout a’ground?’ a warm voice from behind her asked. Her face was already hot when she wheeled herself around in her chair. ‘YOU! What are you doing here Mathew?!’ When ever Neesha said his name, she pronounced it Maht-yew. ‘I heard you were having some computer problems’. As she was gasping for breath in-between orgasms, her body shaking, her arms thrashing with no purpose, he finally shot his load. Taking a minute or so to recover himself, he eventually pulled out of the hot, slick tunnel that had brought so much pleasure to both.Drained and glistening with moisture, she just lay still as her breathing returned to normal. Mike went to Chrissy and helped her sit up.“Hey babe, how ya doin?” he asked in a somewhat concerned voice.“I’m fabulous! Let’s have a beer.. So every so often I've given her permission to fuck another guy, and these guys have been either her ex (more on him later), or a friend of hers. A couple of months ago, she met this guy (we'll call him Brain)and he seemed like a really nice guy. Well, when my fiancee was getting horny again she asked if she could fuck him, and I said yes. Now, up to this point I've been the thickest and best she's had... I'm pretty sure that's changed.Brain looks a lot like me (blonde, blue eyes) but he's a. "Looks like you both have to take a dare," he said, a touch of mischief in his voice."I guess," Betty said, to her chagrin. "Before we get into dares, I just want to point out that this was an ante game," Amy piped in."So?" Erika asked."So...you have to lose some of your underwear, Erika," Amy replied. "What? I didn't lose!" Yes – we agreed at the start of the round. The ante for each hand was a piece of clothing – you don't have to lose your whole stack of chips to lose your ante. You have to.