They all left together as I watched her huge butt move side to side on the way out. I texted he a little while after she left not wanting to seem too ...ager. My bod was buzzing from anticipation of what may happen.She didn't reply for hours. I was at home having some drinks checking my phone every ten minutes, I began to masturbate and my phone dings... "hey dan!" Next to a winking emoji. I started beating so hard. My cock was rock stiff. Another message comes in "come see me", my heart was. Looking at the face, I leant in and kissed her mouth; she responded holding my head in place, rubbing my crotch harder, I moved a hand down to her crotch feeling my way between her legs, which she opened more allowing me to rub her cunt under the cloth of her pants. I pulled at the buttons on the blouse, and she helped me undo them, the heavy tits swung into view, the areolas deeper brown than the skin, with hard larger nipples in the centre. I opened the blouse exposing the tits even move and. ‘I’m confused. You have been talking about how much you loved Tim, and now you’re willing to step aside and let me have him. What is this all about?’ ‘Isn’t that what you want?’ she asked. ‘Don’t you want Tim?’ ‘Of course, but it sounded like you two had something really special.’ ‘Look, I’m trying to give you what you want. Do the honorable thing and all that shit. The long distance thing isn’t working out for us so I want you to try. He is a really special guy and he deserves someone who can. I tried to pick the ones that I’d ordinarily never meet ... a Swede, a Somalian, a Russian, a Malayan ... sexual experts every one, as I was presumed to be, but each one bringing something new to the experience. Except at dinners, or during the seminars where I was demonstrating a technique with Louise or Mandy or Marcie, I hardly saw my fellow New Arcadians at all. And the fucking began the moment we undressed and checked in, because a good fuck is just the thing to minimize jet lag, right?.