Both of us now hot and ready, we did not make it to the bedroom. The first time we had sex was on his pool table and we stopped to hug and kiss as we ...assed by it. We did not make it any further. Wes lifted me up and sat me on the pool table and I laid back, my legs spread wide apart. His mouth and tongue found their target and he was making me wetter and hornier. Within a few minutes we were both on the pool table and Wes was slowly fucking me. Concerned only with what we were doing and with. “Back here Pete”, Donna said. Going into their bedroom Donna was in a bathrobe soaking wet, looking like she just got out of the shower. “Help me dry?” Donna said as she threw me a towel, she dropped her robe and I dried her back and worked my way down to her ass and legs, on my way up she stuck her ass out so I could see her pussy and asshole. “Mmmm Pete, you like what you see?”, she asked.I turned her around and kissed her passionately, we kissed for a least a minute before we spoke again. We. ’ She begins to moan in sync with his thrusts. His mouth locates her neck again, biting gently, tasting salt. She threads her fingers in his hair, tugging slightly. ‘Harder,’ she pleads, barely audible. Jeff increases the force of his motions. ‘You want it hard and fast, Nicole? You want me to make you scream again, honey? You want to cum in my arms? Is that what you want? Hmmm?’ ‘Yes,’ she groans. ‘Yes, yes, yes!’ Her hips begin to rock, meeting his thrusts, asking his body to sink his cock. Then, on the Friday, as I walked into the building, glued to the screen of my phone as I caught up on my Twitter feed, I walked into the lift and heard someone shout to hold it. I quickly pressed the button to keep the door open and you appeared in front of me, out of breath with a laptop bag slung over your shoulder, in my favourite dark blue suit. When you saw it was me you smiled, “Thanks.” “No problem.” I replied, moving as far back into the lift as I could. The doors closed and the lift.