Would you fuck me?

My schedule does its best to keep me away from my boy toy, but it only succeeds so for a week. Soon enough I'm making another odyssey to orgasmic bliss, with my little friend humming all the way there. As I walk, I wonder what we're going to do today? I've got a bottle of lube in my handbag if Tom wants anal again. Then again, I wouldn't mind having him in my dripping pussy. Whatever we do, I know we're going to have hell of a time doing it.

The elevator takes me to his floor, where I open his unlocked door. That's where I'm greeted by a naked Tommy and another man about his age giving Tom a blank stare. My eyes go wide as I try to figure out what's going on. Have I doubled my luck, or does Tom play for both teams?

The two turn to me as I stammer "Uhh... hey guys."

"See, I told you there was a girl."

"I can see that." The man speaks in a European accent. Maybe Spanish. Maybe Italian. Certainly sexy, just like his olive skin, chiseled physic and piercing brown eyes.

"Morgan."

"Silvio."

"Pleasure to meet you."

"So, uhh, I'll leave you two to it..."

With a smile, I say "I think you should stay Silvio."

"Yeah?" He doesn't skip a beat, and instead gives me a wolfish smile, as if he's certain its time to feed.

I strut over to him. "Yeah. I mean, would you fuck me?"

"Ha, of course."

"Well, I've got time for the two of you."

I kiss Silvio on his soft lips. By the time I'm done, Tom is standing next to Silvio, waiting for his turn. We lock lips as Silvio presses against my back, his crotch squeezing against my ass. He kisses my neck as my mind ponders all the possibilities of this lunch break.