That just reinforces my opinion of how good a woman she is," I mused."Yeah, she is but... well, here's the thing, ol' buddy. I want to know if you wil... take care of my wife." What? What do you mean?" I asked incredulously."I want to know if you will take my wife to bed and screw her good. She really needs it and I don't know of anybody I'd rather ask than you." Clay, are you kidding me? There is nothing I'd rather do but... but, man, think of our friendship. I don't want to destroy that!". You can hear us kissing we ride you. When we feel like we have had enough I get off your face and she gets off your cock. I then come up to you and take your blind fold off…You first see me and you smile, but as I slowly back away my friend comes into full view! The look of shock come across your face and your speechless. Before we give you a chance to say anything we go down to your throbbing cock and I eagerly begin to lick up her cum off of it. Going down to your balls and licking up what. ” “You’re a sick little fucker buddy,” I said, “I guess that’s why we get along so good. I will get this set up Thursday night for a test run so it is ready to go Friday.”All things went well the rest of the week and on Friday evening the night of the party I had everything set up perfectly. I told my wife I was taking a bike ride with Jeff, would probably stop off for a few beers, and would not be home till after 11 pm. The gals were just starting to show up at the house as I was leaving. I. I went to her and we hugged. There was a very warm feeling between us even though the temp was around twenty degrees.We went into Bickford's and found a nice quiet corner in the Taunton room. I held out a chair for her then took her coat and hung it over a chair. Helen is wearing a gray skirt and cream colored ruffled v neck blouse and patent black heels with ankle straps a.k.a. fuck-me pumps pumps. I am so turned on, does Helen know the story behind those heels? does she plan on doing.