We managed to finish off the rest of the ice-cold Champagne. Millie then asked the young ladies if they had any more questions and if so to ask me. Th...y all assured us that they now believed every word that Millie would ever say.I told them that they were now about eighty percent qualified to become official Badge Bunnies. What would be the benefit one of them asked? We can pick-up all the men we desire at almost any lounge or bar. Millie replied, that is correct, but can you be sure that they. He said, "Don’t mind me. Carry on. I love to watch two guys getting it on." It seemed rude not to. So, Steve continued with his pleasuring of my anus, moving his tongue deep inside my hole, lubricating me, before gently pushing a finger against my tight hole. With his efforts, it didn’t take long before his finger popped inside of me. It felt so good to be pleasured by a man again and being watched by someone else only added to the joy. Steve continued to finger me and as I relaxed, I could. My instincts used to tell that she is equally interested in the way she used to look or give a smile. But going with instincts was a risk. I needed a lucky day or event to turn things. Time passed on. We casually met in the lift once or twice.One day when I came from the office, it was raining heavily. The floor was swept by the housekeeping team. The floor was still wet, and as soon I entered the building for the lift, there she was standing and waiting for the lift. We shared a casual smile. It will have to do, they agree. They take my cell number but of course, the bitches have my phone.My one ace in the hole is that the Toyota has a keyless entry system, a concealed ignition key, and hopefully, a few dollars in change scattered amongst its many and capacious compartments. I gain entry and sink gratefully into the Toyota’s familiar seats. “I’m OK”, I tell myself. “I’ll be fine. It’s only two and a half hours home and I can call all the credit card companies and the mobile.