”“To fuck. I think the word you’re looking for is fuck. And why would I mind? A gorgeous woman built like a brick shithouse comes in for sex and...then leaves without even asking for dinner. Isn’t that every guy’s dream?”She pointed behind him, “Can you hand me my bra, please?” She continued as she put it on, “It’s just that, I don’t know why, but you make me feel safe here. Is that weird?”Over the past weeks, David has come to hear most of what happened to Lisa that night – minus her son’s. This was when I knew Stacey was soused or she would have said something. Luckily she didn’t notice her skirt was flipped up, and the two of us continued to enjoy the view my wife was displaying. It didn’t take long for me to noticed Robert’s hand moving below the table; as I moved closer to my wife I saw Roberts IPhone pointing at my wife’s spread legs giving it a perfect view of her bunched up panty covered crotch. I was so turned on at the thought of someone with pictures of my wife to jerk. As he cleared the door way and lost sight of the bench he could just see a ladies foot and leg come in to view. Gary was jerked around the corner and down the hall before the woman came completely into view. "I'm here to see my husband. I believe you're holding him here," he heard the voice say softly. The sound of it drifted out of earshot as they continued down the hall. It sounded surprisingly like Michelle's voice but Gary knew in his heart that was impossible. My mind is playing tricks on. .." Strong... confident..." repeated Karl, pretending to write the wordsdown in an imaginary note book.Natalie laughed. "Stop being silly," she slurred. Michael rolled his eyes to the ceiling, his wife was really drunk now."Strong confident men, and then a few fantasies, you know. The usual.Being rescued from a burning building by a nice young, strong,preferably topless fireman." They all laughed, she went on. "You know,all the usual stuff, the odd little rape fantasy..." Michael did spitout.