He loves them.Bob then asked me where I had got the panties that I had been wearing. I told him that I had originally bought some for my wife. She had...refused to wear them. She said that she did not like wearing the style that I had bought. They were some thongs, g strings, booty shorts, and boy shorts. Because I could not return them I decided to try them on myself.I had also bought some dildos. They were for when I could not satisfy her. She did not like them either. She thought they were. ‘After all, we have a marriage to consummate!’ She looked at me with the eyes of the vixen. ‘We should tell Jenny,’ I said. ‘I will,’ she volunteered, jumping up and heading back out onto the floor, where Jenny was now holding court with three starry-eyed admirers. I saw Jenny nod, then hug Julie. Jenny went back to dancing, Julie came towards me. I got up and was standing when she got there. ‘She’s going to stay?’ I asked. Julie nodded. ‘She wants to dance for a while yet before picking. Come, sit with me,” he said.He was a sexy-looking man, maybe in his mid-forties, with a thick head of black hair and dazzling blue eyes. I was quickly becoming attached to his looks, and I sat next to him. “Hi, Ben, I’m Reyanna.”“I don’t think I ever heard that name before. Very pretty, like you. Your first time here?”“Am I that obvious?” I asked.“No, it’s just that I’ve never seen you here before.”“That because it is my first time here.”“What do you think of it so far?” Ben asked as he looked. That’s how good that day was. I am not a big football fan but my husband, Ned, is. He and some of his friends will either meet at our house, one of his friend’s houses or the sports bar down the street from our home when the home game that’s being played is on. This particular Sunday it was our turn so I knew for about 3 to 4 hours our house was going to be a “Manday Mania”, with the curses and negative commentary, about the officials and their calls, that goes along with it. It is harmless but.