Things happened and nobody joined (no )

After a couple of minutes of watching, Tanya paused the playback. "Know what's missing?"

"Ms. Chadra."

"True. But that's not what I was thinking. What I was thinking is that she was the only one naked, and she was only sort of naked."

"I thought we were doing pretty well getting her to that point."

"I don't disagree. It's just, if you had that snake out, good things might happen."

"Do you mean good things might have happened?"

"Sometimes you're not real bright, Matt. If I meant to use the past tense, I would have used the past tense. I'm not stupid, you know."

"Yeah, I got that." He also got the message and stripped off his shirt, jeans and boxers.

"Yeah, I thought so."

"Thought what?"

"That things might happen if you brought out the snake."

"But nothing's--" He trailed off because Tanya was unbuttoning her top. "Oh."

"Did you like Ms. Chadra's big tits, Matt." Her voice had gone throaty and sexy.

"Uh hun."

"Does anyone else have a nice pair. Maybe not as big, but still nice."

"Oh, yeah."

"Tell me, Matt. Tell me you like my tits."

"I'm crazy about your tits, Tanya. When I first saw you in biology class, the first thing I noticed was your beautiful face. Then I noticed your incredible legs and ass. And then, but not far behind and only because you were wearing a top that didn't exactly push them out, I noticed your fantastic tits."

"I'll throw that top away," she promised.

"You don't have to. It wasn't bad it just--"

"It's just history. I want you to notice me, Matt. I want you to notice me all the time."

"Believe me, I do."

"When you're cherry-smashing... whether it's Cindi or Wendy or Natasha {if ****=false}{else}our your hot little sister{endif}, I want you to notice me there, filming you, knowing that my pussy will be dripping wet because I'm watching you."

Oh, shit. Could this be true?

"I'll definitely notice you. I'll imagine you licking my balls while I fuck whoever wins the contest."

"You are one sick puppy, Matt."

"Maybe. But I still like you."

"That's because I'm a sick puppy too." She stripped off her miniskirt and panties and tossed them next to the bed. "What do you do to sick puppies?" she asked. "Do you take them outside and shoot them."

"Some of them," he answered, "I take to bed."

"Hum. I wonder which kind I am."

Matt had fantasized plenty about Tanya... but mostly he'd fantasized about her and Natasha together. Perhaps this was the time to bring up the idea.