As the live band stepped on stage, the DJ stopped his spinning, and the room was brightened up and now all concentration had gone back to the stage in...the front… As we were enjoying ourselves rubbing, we noticed that Jasmine was always looking at the direction of the little square counter. Staring at the so called ‘Rich man’.Me: “Jas you interested with him arh?”Jasmine: “Why cannot arh?”Me: “Just go lah. For a gal to approach guy is so easy!”Caterine: “Ya, go go go. Be a cheap slut.”Jasmine:. "Do us both like you did last night," pleaded Helen."I'd love to," replied Phillipe, "but I have a class to teach in less than an hour, so..." and he left the bed to get a shower."Then I guess we provide our own dessert," laughed Helen as she snuggled under the covers and the two naked bodies began to intertwine.Phillipe heard the sounds of passion from the bedroom as he showered. Yes, he thought, like children, it would be easy to keep them content which would leave him time for his next. This works for me every time and my cock was hard in my pants. I leaned closer to her and said “I want to see those tits, they’re driving me crazy.” She laughed out loud and in one go finished her drink, stood up and announced we where leaving.I followed them both to their hotel room on the second floor, which was nice and big with a sofa and bed. Once inside she told the husband to fix us all more drinks and turning to me she said “Evan tells me my tits are driving him crazy so I better get. This would be dinner on the grill, since the oven was not an option tonight. The August heat and humidity were pushing the AC to its max. It was 3:30 pm, and hubby wouldn’t be home for another two hours. She would get everything ready, and then wouldn’t open that back door until necessary.Even inside, she was sweating in a tank top and the hot pink lace bikini briefs that hubby loves. She clicked on Spotify, and as Jason Mraz sang through the airwaves, she started cutting up zucchini.She was in.