As the night went on we all were getting pretty buzzed, including my wife. Rob and I took a walk to the bathroom and while we were at the urinals, I s...id, ?Hey Rob, my wife hopes that you are not gay.? Rob replied, ?Why, does she want to have a threesome?? I said I think that she might! He asked me if I would be down for it. I said I was if he was! So he said what do you want to do. I said just hang out with us after the fight and see what happens. I was so aroused, anxious, so excited that I. Tracy turns to me, looking, and waiting. Her tongue traces the outside of her lips. " What do you want?" I ask, even though I already know the answer. " Tell me." " I want to suck your cock," She states while she wriggles in her seat. " Beg me," I respond bluntly, almost coldly. " May I please go down on you? I want to taste you so bad," any teasing is gone from her voice and it has been replaced with pure pleading.I look in the rearview mirror and notice a red car following behind at a. ”He builds these little imaginary scenarios that stand on their own but are just so ridiculous. How does he come up with them? I think it’s very funny. I asked him about his family. He’s from small town Ohio, father is dead, mother still living. He has a brother and sister, both living in mid-western cities holding down professional jobs. He isn’t close to any of his relatives.I wanted to know about his love life. After all, I’ve made it perfectly clear that I have no love life. I didn’t want. She had a double bed, which we sat on. I started rubbing her back gently as we spoke, but felt touching her would break my defences too fast, so I had to stop myself. But I needed some form of contact. I hadn’t seen my girl in over a week, I was craving it. So I figured so long as I didn’t touch, it wouldn’t be so bad. So I suggested she give me a massage. She mentioned that she didn’t know how to give a proper massage, but really all I wanted was to feel her hands on me. I took off my shirt.