Hall of Infinite Doors
You revert to basic masculine nature. As you eat you talk about the small things--the day, the ride over. You finish before the girls have. Then you walk around to Jenny and start massaging her neck. Long, even strokes. You move her shoulder straps off her shoulder so you can get a better view down.
"Let me get a piece of that when you're done."
"Sure," you say, and move over to Ashley.
"By the way," says Jenny, changing subjects, "you never told me why you broke up with Robert. He seemed so good for you."
"Ah," you think to yourself, "so desperate."
"He was," admits Ashley. "Great sex too. But he just didn't respect me. You know how I'm a wet nurse, right? It's how I make my way through school. Well, Robert though it was great, and admittedly it can be sexy. So, one night, Robert brings home a couple drinking friends; and not just any friends either. They're linemen from the team. And me, being a good girlfriend, I play hostess to his friends: sit on their laps, let them fondle me."
Jenny nods in agreement. Sonya finishes eating, clears the table and walks to the front room.
"Anyway," says Ashley, pulling your hands lower toward her chest, "I'm being a good girlfriend. I give them head too. Then Robert speaks up, 'you know she's a wet nurse. Well, they don't know what that is."
"So?" asks Jenny. Ashley pauses and unbuttons the vest completely so that you may roam free.
"So these guys empty me, so dry that I can't do my job the next day. I protested and said I didn't want to, but Robert laughed at me. I was so mad. I dumped him."
"Ouch," says Jenny, "I've done favors for my man's friends, but nothing like that. You know, if they need a third or we don't have enough girls to go around."
You look at the clock. It reads 8:32. Suddenly, the power goes off. Sonya walks back from the front room. "It must be the storm. We probably ought to go to bed anyway. Mitch, why don't you take the first bedroom. Mine is the second bedroom. Jenny, you can have the thrid, and Ashley, you can have the one in the corner." She produces a flashlight from one of the kitchen drawers.
"Let me get a piece of that when you're done."
"Sure," you say, and move over to Ashley.
"By the way," says Jenny, changing subjects, "you never told me why you broke up with Robert. He seemed so good for you."
"Ah," you think to yourself, "so desperate."
"He was," admits Ashley. "Great sex too. But he just didn't respect me. You know how I'm a wet nurse, right? It's how I make my way through school. Well, Robert though it was great, and admittedly it can be sexy. So, one night, Robert brings home a couple drinking friends; and not just any friends either. They're linemen from the team. And me, being a good girlfriend, I play hostess to his friends: sit on their laps, let them fondle me."
Jenny nods in agreement. Sonya finishes eating, clears the table and walks to the front room.
"Anyway," says Ashley, pulling your hands lower toward her chest, "I'm being a good girlfriend. I give them head too. Then Robert speaks up, 'you know she's a wet nurse. Well, they don't know what that is."
"So?" asks Jenny. Ashley pauses and unbuttons the vest completely so that you may roam free.
"So these guys empty me, so dry that I can't do my job the next day. I protested and said I didn't want to, but Robert laughed at me. I was so mad. I dumped him."
"Ouch," says Jenny, "I've done favors for my man's friends, but nothing like that. You know, if they need a third or we don't have enough girls to go around."
You look at the clock. It reads 8:32. Suddenly, the power goes off. Sonya walks back from the front room. "It must be the storm. We probably ought to go to bed anyway. Mitch, why don't you take the first bedroom. Mine is the second bedroom. Jenny, you can have the thrid, and Ashley, you can have the one in the corner." She produces a flashlight from one of the kitchen drawers.