He couldn't wait to message Tom.Well, I'm enjoying...thanks for the gift.He hesitated a moment and typed out another message.You have good taste. Good...call with the black.At the bar, Tom was on his second beer when his phone dinged. His cock stirred as he thought of Mark discovering the box.I like black, he texted. Should I come up?It was phrased as a question, but Mark knew it was more of a command, and his stomach fluttered.Yes, he typed. Give me a minute to change.It was Tom's turn to feel. The girls said they were going straight home this time, and I would meet them there. I pigged out on the buffet they had in the clubhouse, but didn't drink any beer. I had a small glass of wine with some shrimp scampi and a little more with a chunk of prime rib that was delicious. These guys ate well.The girls took me out to our patio when I got home, and showed me their additions. Our entire back of the patio was covered with bushes and palm trees in huge planters. It made our patio a private. “Huh?”“Melly? You mean...? Jesus! Here?”“Huh? Huh?” She continued teasing Dave with glimpses of her stockings, tormenting him with her wanton sexuality.Dave sighed silently, knowing that he had absolutely no intestinal fortitude when it came to his wife’s sexual behavior. He knew that he would go along with whatever wacky idea she came up with, no matter what, or when, or where. His new wife had an innate ability to control him by controlling his dick. He loved her dearly, and knew that she. Sliding in front of his legs, she sat on the desk. Adam felt his cock harden instantly at the sight of her creamy thighs. “Okay, what do you want to do?” he asked dragging his eyes from her legs to her face. Stephanie grinned, sliding her hands up her thighs, she pushed her robe out the way, moving up she found the tie to her robe and slowly pulled it. Her robe separated almost immediately, sliding from her shoulders leaving her completely naked. “Well, when I’m lonely I like to comfort.