With the drapes closed the house was quite dark, and the fire she had burning in the grate gave a nice rosy glow to the room, also she had the table n...cely set, including candles that gave off a nice soft light. She served me wine in what was to become my favourite armchair while she finished preparing dinner. Before I met her I seldom drank wine, being from the poorer classes I was more than used to beer and whiskey, and could hold my own in almost any company. As she was becoming more. I couldn’t help smiling too.Charlie flicked off the projector. The white glow of the image against the blank wall lingered on my retina as my eyes adjusted to the sudden darkness. Tiff kicked out her feet, stretched back against the sofa and signed contently. “Well, I must say, that was really good!”We’d been rehearsing our pitch for our first presentation to the owner of the BigMarket in the next town. Jim Graves had arranged for our introduction. Jim was as big a fan of our checkout system,. He grabbed my pantied ass, squeezing, lifting me up a little. My bare cock brushed against his silky underwear, making it jump with excitement. I wanted him to touch me there, to grab hold of me. His other hand went into my hair, twisting my head and baring my neck to him. His showered my neck with kisses and little bites, making my cock twitch with each one.One of my hands found the front of his panties and the hardness within. He was big, bigger than me, and his sex felt good in my hand. At. I guess no one else liked him either because after 40 or so minutes it somehow ended up just my wife and I and this arrogant twat stranger.It was late, around 23:30 and dark, the guy was still giving the bullshite but I found myself fantasising about watching a stranger that I didn’t even like fuck my wife. At every opportunity I found myself complimenting my wife in front of him, when she left the table I would turn the subject to her, I even asked her to take a turn going to the bar so I.