The woman's breasts bounced and rolled as she moved. It looked like two cats in a sack fighting to get out.Susan hesitated a moment then said, "Bill M...ller," nodding towards Bill. She nodded towards the couple and said, "Brian Blain and Sandra Jenkins." She hesitated again before adding, "The one with the oversized boobs is Sandra."Sandra ignored Susan's barb and asked Bill, "Are you new in town? I haven't seen you around."Susan quickly answered for Bill. "His company won the contract for that. Typically, these are sent by bored husbands without the knowledge (or interest) of their spouses, so I either ignore them, or, when I'm feeling generous, tell him that I'd only talk with his wife, if she's really interested. That'll usually end the conversation (except that one time when someone tried to impersonate his wife - unfortunately, she made the same grammatical and typographical mistakes that he did, but that's another story) so I was quite surprised when I got a message from. Her friend and the barman were waiting for her, a champagne bucket in hand and she followed them to the hotel escalator, immersed in the dizzy feeling she was experiencing, brought on no doubt by the champagne.The suite was truly stunning. She immediately felt at home in the pristine surroundings, the sound of dance music filling her ears. There were people dancing in the living room. It was as she scanned the scope of the amazing room that she noticed those blue eyes once more and she could. If my wives sign off on me having sex with those of you that want it, we can try it a few times, but I'm not all that hopeful it will go all that well."Charlene spoke next, saying, "I can't say that I'm all that attracted to you, Steve, but you act like a guy that will be good in bed, and I'd like a chance to show you that I'm no slouch either. I want to have a clone of the baby I would have had with my husband; but I need some physical love too. I think we can be what the kids have been.