“Hey James,” Chloe called out as he opened the door.“Yeah?”Chloe bit her lower lip nervously, shifted her weight from one foot to another, the... she asked softly, “Is that offer for coffee still good?”James’s eyes grew wide. “Really?”“Yeah,” she said.“Um… well… I… um... that is…” stammered James.“Oh,” said Chloe, realizing she had waited too long to say yes.James glanced at his watch. “Could you give me half an hour to shower and shave?”Chloe smiled. “You look fine to me.”James smile widened.. Dom's job was to get in the way, all the time, and that was just crazy. The tall, lanky Swede shrugged. "Well, it's true. Sort of." He grinned. He let his mind wander back to Deanne. Lani was very attractive, but Karl had nearly forgotten to breathe when Deanne had come in. That lithe body with the amazing curves . . . the caramel-colored skin . . . golden eyes and all topped with that lovely burnished-copper hair . . . He bit back a wistful sigh. "Who's got clients?" asked Greg Olshefsky. The. .your hand now at my other breast, twirling the nipple between thumb and forefinger.Rubbing your hand back and forth along my aching slit, you pull back to look at me...my head back...breathing ragged...breasts heaving with each breath...eyes closed. "Open your eyes" you say softly...your hand slowing down its rubbing, then stopping to unbutton and unzip my jeans. I look into those green eyes that I know so well as your hand slides into the front of my jeans, fingers parting the hot, wet. Ben then leaned up to motion for us to swap over. He got up from the bed and instructed me to lie down on the bed in his place. It felt like he was the teacher and I was the student. As I lied down I could feel the dampness of his pre-cum on the bed sheets all on me. He got between my legs and began to stroke me off, cupping and playing with my sweaty balls as well as stroking his own cock with his other hand. He was stroking my cock slowly then speeding up the pace tugging away at my cock.