I was in my usual outdoor garb; nothing at all. I was sitting on a chaise lounge, a bottle of water, my laptop, and my phone on a table next to me. I ...ad just finished my last conference call and my workday was done. “What happened in D.C. last week, and where we go from here,” I replied, trying hard to sound serious but not ominous. Carol could jump to conclusions sometimes. I was referring to the fact that I had a threesome with my roommate, Roger, and his wife, Denise. Roger and I shared a. I was really shoving myself up and down and my ass was wide open receiving his big cock. My right hand was awkwardly stroking my cock as I fucked myself with his dick. We were both going crazy as I felt him begin pushing up into me.His eyes rolled into the back of his head as he gasped a few times and said. “here I cum, here I cum, jerk yourself now I am going to cum in your ass. Oh. Oh. Oh... ”He shoved deep inside me and held himself there. I stopped moving and jerked myself as I felt him. " Hugh chortled to himself. The biggest one was in the pants of old Sludge-Pump Yates."Why, of course, Hugh. Phone any time. Here's our number." Arnold Spender took a card from his pocket and wrote down the phone number of the apartment. "By the way," he added, "I forgot to thank you for looking after Linda. Thank your cousin for me, too. Good night." Good night sir, good night Linda," replied Hugh."Good night," she said. Her voice sounded slightly timid; a bit weak, thought Hugh. Surely she's. Fucking Hollywood wannabee. Oh well. It made nice shadows across the dirt in the commons. I looked at the clock. Noon for me, so ten oclock for them. I thought about watching more of the videos, but John told me most of what happened. He watched about fifteen minutes then went to sleep, got up and watched some more, did that a few times but most of the night was just repeats of the Cadet smearing the peanut butter, one of the dogs licking it off, and my wife catching a few minutes of sleep.