"Chuckling, Ollie raised a hand to wave down the bartender, but when theman came over, his order was, "My lady friend would like a glass ofchampagne."...Yes, sir," the bartender answered, moving off to fill the order.Meanwhile, I whipped myself around to level a glare at my roommate."What are you doing?" What? Mad that I?m taking advantage of the fact that I know champagneputs you in a ... ?good? mood?" Ollie inquired, grinning mischievously."No, I?m mad, because I said whiskey," I hissed. She leaned in, a tit fell out of the halter top, and she started working John's groin through his pants. The first words out of her mouth were, "what do you 2 fucking horn dogs want?" I told her we wanted some pussy. So negotiations began. 2 things I was looking for before I set a deal. I wanted to make sure this was really a woman and I wanted to check if she was on the level or a cop.It was hard to concentrate with that juicy looking tit staring me in the face. I figured with the other girls. "I took another drink of beer and realized that I was picturing Tom with a dick in his mouth. Not only that, I was getting hard in the process."Was that your stock broker," asked Ben."Yeah," said Tom, rubbing the meaty bulge in the front of his Levis, "he loves to use my mouth. I just hope his wife never finds out." He's married?" I asked."Sure, k**," said Tom, his hand landing on my shoulder again, "straight guys do it all the time." They do?" Sure they do," said Ben, leaning over the bar,. J.’s name is printed on the front. “She said to give that to you, man,” Chip says in a subdued tone. “Thanks,” J.J. replies, clutching the unopened envelope in his hand. “Well, I guess I better get going,” he murmurs. Chip walks him to his car, parked at the side of the house. “Hey man, thank you!” he says in fervent gratitude to the teenage stud who’s fucked his wife. He gives J.J. a firm handshake and then a bear hug. The stud gets into his car and puts the envelope from Lisa in the glove.