" Maybe I could poke you instead Martha?" I said."Later maybe," she said, "Good night." You'd rather poke that slut than poke me!" Mary hissed."To hel... the poor girl relax for her sleep Mary, just for a kindness," I explained, "Maybe tomorrow it'll just be the two of us." Oh no Michael," Sister Martha added, "That's a sin, man lying with an unmarried woman, no Sister Ignacious she looked all though the good book and nowhere does it say a man should not lie with two women." Are you sure you have. It was as if this was already on the calendar with no reason for me to be shocked. Almost as if to say, "uh, duh, Jill." But I don't understand. Why are you here? How did you know where I was? How did you know that I was using an Uber? How is this even possible?" I was unsure whether to be freaked out and call the police or be incredibly turned on by this romantic gesture. And while I had my hand on my phone, I could also feel that a fire started to burn inside me. No one had ever done anything. “I sure like him back.” I said. Tommie stopped fondling himself and concentrated on his food. I turned to Angela who had been very quiet all this time…she was still fingering herself..her panties soaked and sticky now…she looked up into my eyes and gave a jump on her seat..her fingers froze against her pussy..I realized she was trying to cum quietly..she did a pretty good job..nobody noticed but me…she grinned at me sexily and ate leaving her skirt up so I could see her wet panties. “Angela,. Bristoll was impressed, as he should have been, the billiard table alone was worth upwards of twenty-five thousand dollars. "WOW!" He could hardly help himself. "I've never seen anything like this, I mean I like a game of snooker but I've never played on a table like this."Our games room was finished in the same mahogany as the billiard table and had French windows with thick red velvet curtains opening out onto the patio area and an expensive looking pine outdoor setting. But it was when.