We even let our one-on-one rule slide a little just for the evening. We both wanted him now!Deirdre's StoryAndrew seems so staid, so set in his ways. ...e's comfortable in a routine that is unchanging. Perhaps it's because he has so many things to do that he has little choice but to do them according to a schedule. But an outside observer might consider our Andrew a boring stick in the mud. Every Saturday and Sunday afternoon he can be found in front of the tube with his football games, his Big. As I sat back up, he handed me a glass and said “To new friends!” and we toasted. I sat back and crossed my legs and he noticed the burgundy nail polish on my toes and commented how he’d always loved that color. I showed him my fingernails and he said “I noticed them too, but there is something so intimate about a woman’s foot.” He smiled and we talked some more. He told me he had a daughter a couples years older than me and I wondered what she would think of him being with someone couple than. The man who entered was a gorgeous one and her cunt twitched as she thought that May is not there and the house is empty except her and now this gorgeous man-material. She almost giggled out loud as she thought of the connotation of the man-material. 'Silly woman, why think of material when you are interested only on the meat?'April got up and pushed her not so small tits forward at the stranger with a gesture like come 'n 'touch- if-you-dare. Her hands went to touch the table calendar. . and the need to include everyone as soon as possible. Besides, Bill was such a dreamy guy, such a stud who had already sired six kids and put a seventh bun in the oven recently with Bethany ... that was sexy as hell. Getting fucked by Bill ... about damn time, and she wasn't going to let up until he fucked her good and hard ... and as long as she could make do it. She wanted her shower's worth, thank you very much."Oh, damn it, Helen ... You've certainly gotten wilder since we met!" Bill.