Then I sit on his bed, bouncing happily, as he closes the door and gets settled. Dude, I whine, looking up at him through the blackened auburn color ...hat has manifested in my over-dyed hair, and wiggle my chest in a childish yet sexy manner. He grins and pulls off his shirt, flinging it onto his laundry hamper and stepping out of his jeans. Just teasing, man, he responds, pulling my legs apart and climbing into the bed, pulling my left thigh to his hip. He kisses me slowly, flicking his tongue. Their faces were a variety of emotions. Jealousy, eagerness, boredom, and even amusment.As a couple, they had joined a group of "like minded folks" who indulged in private pleasures that some might not understand. And if they did, they were either outraged, or, more often than not, secretly jealous. Once a month, they got together and enjoyed themselves. This month, it was their turn to host.As they all made small talk and secret plans, she watched him call for the groups attention. "Good. We kissed, he stopped to breathe, "I'm all yours."I smiled and took his hand guiding him to his mattress. His house was all packed up for the moving truck, so the room was bare besides a mattress on the floor.Our hands caressed each other. We kissed, our tongues flicked the other's. The passion had been building for years, and as he hovered over my body, I could see the passion in his eyes. His hands wandered up my side, removing my shirt. He supported his weight by putting his hands on the. Bernie, keeping Marco and me, — and most of the other guys — amused with his take-off of Stephen Fry’s interpretation of Jeeves. It kept my mind off what the next few days held for me anyway. We got the go signal, just after we eaten breakfast the following morning. It came in the form of Lady Tanya’s Rolls arriving to collect Bernie and myself. Marco had done a vanishing act very early that morning and I didn’t see him until I was introduced to him in the guise of Frobisher, assistant butler,.