It seemed the entire room went dead silent as everyone around the table held their breath before I pushed my chest into Mark’s waiting hands. Then I looked back at the rest of the guys. I intentionally avoided bringing up anything about the night that Caine, Jennifer [and her husband Martin] and I all fucked. I smirked at Caine and then said to Mark. Caine and I laughed as I slowly stood up. I knew he was going to come and I no longer cared. Driven on by the spectators, I slurped away noisily on Mark’s cock for a couple of minutes. I kept wriggling my hips like a snake, grinding forward and backward on Caine and milking out every last drop. But I could not bring myself to care about that anymore. I planned to lose on purpose, but without being obvious. My heart kept racing faster as I walked up the steps and knocked on Caine’s door. I reached one hand down to grasp his.
