I just had the most wonderful surprise. And now we’re off to Malibu… The surprise? Let me tell you. Remember that hot waitress who watched us fingerfuck in the cocktail lounge downstairs? She took our invitation seriously, and – long story short – we had a wonderful fucking time. It was just past two a.m., and David and I were sweaty and exhausted from yet another round of Olympic-level kink. He had come back from his late meeting absolutely on fire – a big deal, another seven figures in his favor, and he just had to have me. And I was ready. More than ready. I just love his cock. I admit it. The feel of it in my hand, in my mouth, between my tits, in my ass, and of course, of course filling my cunt with every delicious inch. But I was just about to slip into sleep, snuggled in close to him, when there was a tap at the door. David, more awake than I realized, slipped away and padded to the door. He opened it without checking the peep-hole, as if he was expecting someone. It was the blonde waitress from the bar, in a man’s white shirt and a pair of white shorts so tiny they would have gotten her arrested in any city but Vegas. “Hi,” she said. “I’m Tami. I’m so glad you called.” “My pleasure,” David whispered, and opened the door wide enough to admit her. She brushed against his naked chest as she passed him, and I could see her shuddering. She approached the bed where I way lying. She looked almost shy. “Hi,” she said again as she unbuttoned the shirt and slipped out of her shorts. She wasn’t wearing panties. Of course. “David called…” she said, and I was impressed all over again with the deep richness of her voice, coming from that small beautiful body and those full lips. “I guessed that,” I said. I was surprised to hear my own voice was a little hoarse. Was that from screaming or desire? Or both? She put out a hand and stroked a beautifully manicured finger through a lock of my hair. It felt so nice. “I would really, really like to fuck you,” she said as David came up close behind her. He had magically become naked all over again. His cock was beginning to rise. I caught her hand with my own and put her fingers against my cheek. “Maybe,” I said, and kissed the palm of her hand. “But first you need fuck my man.” Her eyes lit up. “May I? Really?” I nodded, caressing her fingers with my cheek. “But only if you do exactly as I say.” She nodded quickly. It made her blonde curls bounce. “Yes,” she said breathlessly. “Of course.” I slipped off the bed, still holding her by the wrist, and told David to lie down, face up. He smiled at the command in my voice and complied, his head on the pillows, his cock already rising to the occasion. I put Tami’s hand and my own, together, on that beautiful cock. “This is mine,” I told her. “But you can play with it for a while.” She actually gasped a little when I moved our hands down the shaft. I left my hand there with hers as I bent forward and kissed him deeply. He put a hand to my head; I reached for it without looking and moved it to her tit, still encased in the simple man’s shirt. One rip and that shirt was gone, and he was groping, finding, squeezing her lovely breast. “Get on top,” I told her, no-nonsense. I wondered where all these ideas were coming from, but it didn’t matter. I had a full-size, completely willing fuck-toy who would do whatever I wanted to please my man, and I planned on using her in every way. “Get on top and let him taste that pussy.” She put her knees on each side of his muscled chest, grabbed the headboard and moved her perfectly naked pussy against his parted lips. I saw his tongue come out and stroke her labia. I saw it glisten with her juices. “Fuck, yes,” she whispered. I put my fingers in her beautiful hair and jerked, hard and sharp. “No talking,” I told her. “Unless I say so. Groan if you have to, but no talking.” She nodded tightly and clamped her lips together, then lowered her pussy and pushed completely onto his hungry mouth. As he ate her, I climbed up, moved behind her, and took his perfect cock in my mouth, feeling the head, feeling the shaft cupping the balls and taking him in. All mine. All mine. As I sucked, slow and hard, I put a hand on Tami’s moving ass. David’s hand joined mine. Our fingers intertwined and we dug them into the pliant flesh, moving it together, a perfect rhythm of my mouth on his cock, her cunt in his mouth, our hands