She looked like a poster child from L.L.Bean's latest fashion catalog."Care for a nip of brandy to celebrate?" She reached into the desk drawer and pr...duced two shot glasses followed by a flask of amber-gold homemade liquor."Yes, and thank you."Maybe a little of the hair of the dog which bit me would help take the edge off a crappy day. It was years since my last hangover. I took a tentative sip of the homemade brew, my stomach approved. With a sigh I relaxed as the warmth of the spirits seeped. " The rest of the dinner went very smoothly. We laughed and talked, our hands held tight the entire time.When we had both finished, I took his hand and stood up. He followed me into the living room which I had decorated with candles. I turned on some soft, slow music and slowly leaned into him for a dance. We swayed against each other with the music, each brush of each others' bodies turning up the temperature around and in us. During the second dance, I felt his head bend slowly toward mine. I enjoyed it too! who wouldn't like it? she was complete opposite of my wife who I wouldn't say was a prude but certainly wouldn't like me to cum in her mouth! So you can see why I kept going back and arranging more meet ups.Anyway, one time (close to Christmas) as I walked in she was sat on the kitchen counter dressed in a sexy Santa outfit, no panties on and red and white striped stockings... My jaw hit the floor and my dick was instantly hard! I knelt down on the floor so I my face was level. They had not really made any great effort with their attire, at least the jeans and t-shirts were snug fitting and sexy.The dinner arrived on schedule at eight, with the dishes in the dishwasher, it was then party time.Al seemed to take charge. 'On your knees, bitches.' Who could resist such an invitation? The guys unzipped their jeans and kicked them aside. We did not need telling what to do. One by one, we took their flaccid cocks in our mouths until they were ready to go. 'Okay bitches, on.