It had been such a long time. I opened my eyes and looked at Chris, as he shoved me up against the bathroom stall I dropped my camera bag to the floor... The flap opened and some of my equipment spilled out. I shut my mind off and let my body fully enjoy what Chris was doing to me. He had one hand wound up in the bun that I had previously pulled my long dark curly hair up in to. The other hand was working its way under my suit coat to my 36DD breast. He was unbuttoning my silky blouse to get a. “What do I care,” she let go and swam a few inches away, “she’s just fuckin’ jealous.” He just stared as she dove under water, her butt cheeks jiggling, glistening with water, bikini wedged and all disappearing under the cool blue. Chris couldn’t help but groan and follow, wrapping his hands lightly around her smooth thighs under the water, sliding his fingers on her, down her ass-crack to her plump pussy slit as she glided around him in a tantric way, swaying the oxygen from his mind in sultry. He knew he needed to move, but he just couldn’t.“Hey there sexy!” A harsh, slightly slurred voice called, “How much?”He could hear dumb laughter and other stumbling steps now. Great, a bunch of drunk guys, just what he needed.“Not…for…sale.” He managed past the agony threatening to rip his consciousness away.The staggering steps got closer, “Oh come on, we see you whoring at the bar all the time! How much?”Under normal circumstances a few drunk guys were less than a problem for Darius. He could. It started two nights ago when my girl came to my work and I was recording a hip-hop act. Some of you would recognize the rapper easily. This is about his bodyguard, a 6’6” former Crenshaw linebacker. He got to talking with my wife for a long time while I finished up. When I took her home we ate dinner quickly and went to bed. My fiancée is a kinda small brunette with long hair at 5’4” but she has very large tits for her small frame. She prefers going braless and wearing tight tees. I love when.