Top it all off with some corn bread. We’ll get meat back on those bones.’ This was like living with her grandmother, Gertrude ‘Food Pusher’ R...an. ‘Okay.’ ‘You clear that plate and we’ll talk dessert. If you’re good maybe ice cream or cheesecake.’ ‘Oh goodie!’ The sarcasm was hopefully not too evident. ‘Now dig, that meal won’t stay warm forever.’ Leslie absently picked at the food, finally giving up and starting to eat. Everything was surprisingly delicious. ‘This is really good, do we. Anyway, one thing Alice said did surprise me, she described Joe as attractive but as she puts it, ‘sort of crumpled’ and then she added that he was graceful, an odd way to describe a man, but you know, that was exactly what I thought when I first met him. Sarah apparently was more direct, she said she thought he was smouldering hot.’ ‘I think they’re both right,’ interjected Maria. ‘Well, whatever, they had a lovely meal and Joe obviously laid on a charm offensive, Alice tells me that he got. No bra. Just there to be admired, a stiff nipple from the cold. Or maybe she was horny. No clue, just amazement. Surely on my face because she glanced back and gave me a smirk. OK. My wife was nearby, just let it go. My wife was really sex and had bigger boobs that were very much my favorite thing to play with on her body. But tonight, I got an extra treat with Ann's reveal. We made our way to the kitchen where most parties congregate. Family over there. Younger friends here in the kitchen. My. But what I heard made my nipples hard. I heard women moaning and asking for more, men banging their balls against bums while fucking… So I’ve decided to join in. I went down on all four and started to crawl slowly into the dark room. Putting my hands slowly one before the other, when I started to feel some skin – a leg? All I could see was the silhouette of a woman. “She whispered: yes come and join in, I’m a hot bi-girl.” My right hand started to stroke slowly up her leg. There I reached her.