I could never be with someone like Avery, but I can dream. And this voice in my head told me, "Look at her. Look at that smile. Imagine her litle f...et and toes. I wonder how sweet his butt must taste. I wonder how it smells after a long day sitting at her desk, and then running around outside, and then sitting back down. It must sweat and make his panties moist when they cling to his skin and work their way in as a wedgie. I bet he goes to the bathroom and and reaches up his little jean. What could she be planning? The next couple of days are a blur. Mixed feelings are the norm. Sorrow for leaving the friends and routines of this place. Nervousness for the job to come. Anxious excitement for what Sarah has planned. Friday afternoon finally arrives and as Dave made his way to the mother's room, he saw that the door was closed (occupied). So, Sarah was already there and getting prepared. Dave's excitement grew; what is she doing in there? As he slid into the mother's room, Dave. She kept this up for a good while. She stood as I heard her get up, looked at me and told me to lay on the bed. She climbed over me in a 69 position. She lowered her pussy and I started flicking my tongue on her clit.As I went to town on her pussy, she grabbed my cock and started stroking it. I heard her tell Tom to bring his big cock over so she could suck on it some more. I was flicking her clit and I could hear D slurping on his cock. I heard her tell Tom to get behind her. When she felt his. Tracy came next, hugged me and whispered: "I'm still holding out, but you need to speak to George tonight!"Then she hugged my wife, telling her: "Bob has done wonders for me, and I understand that you gave him the boost to do so. I'm very happy to meet such a wonderful woman and wife." Please meet my husband, George."We all shook hands with George and I said: "George, I'm very pleased to meet you. We must find a few minutes to talk privately, though." Yes. I'm very confused about a few things.