” “Well hell, if he’s going to fuck my wife like that it looks like I’ll be the first one to break in thatass. I know that h...’s going to be disappointed cause he wanted Dave’s or Steve’s black tool toream him out, but I’m sorry about that ole buddy, the rules are, and you probably didn’t knowthat but we don’t care where we stick our cock’s but one thing we do, if you’re fucking any one ofour wives that means your ass is. Even back then he'd been the cool one, never flustered. Making a wide detour around the fireplace he went back to the bar and fixed another drink, this time not bothering with fresh ice. He really did look awful. It was a warm morning, giving promise of being a real scorcher later on but it wasn't hot enough to account for how he was sweating. His shirt was soaked under the arms, his collar was unbuttoned and in spite of his tan his face was as flushed as though he'd been out in the sun too. There was none. So she sneaked upstairs, using her bearings making her way to the room where she knew Gordon was watching her from. Once inside that room, she noted there wasn't much furniture there, only a mattress in the corner. She walked towards the window & looked through it. She noted the excellent view of her garden & in particular, the great view he would've had of her. After a few minutes, she turned to leave to see standing by the door, Gordon saying he was expecting her! She looked. ”She smiled and replied, “A few more of these drinks and I’ll be up for anything.” I handed her two that I had just finished making. She was drinking her favorite cocktail with plenty of fruit in it. She kissed me, took a sip from both glasses, and said, “This should do it.”I smiled as I watched my wife walk out of the kitchen wiggling her ass knowing that I was watching.Soon I was circulating with two trays of tiny goodies that looked good. Women sure were different, give a man a sloppy hotdog.