I opted for the same. “ What’s in those drinks I asked Shilla? They are so strong.” “ Oh they don’t use measures here and it’s their own l...cal brew.” After I had drunk half of my drink I was beginning to feel a bit tipsy but in a most pleasant way. The music began and six waiters arrived on the dance floor. They formed a circle ,then putting their arms around each other’s shoulders, slowly began to dance to the music. Round and round they went bobbing up and down and getting faster and. Lauralee piloted the car expertly around the square and through the outskirts of Quiggville and in five minutes they were turning in at Hickory Acres."What did you think of the housewarming party?" Ray inquired, his eyes going proudly to the brand new pink brick colonial ranch type house into which he and Sally had moved the previous week. Lauralee shrugged."I reckon it was a great success... everybody was there. But personally, I do prefer more intimate parties... with just you and Sally and a. And here, another man was providing a firm force to my wife, a rhythmic pounding accompanied by his grunting bursts and her “oh…oh…ohhh yeah.”I was so thoroughly engrossed in what I was hearing I could barely think. I knew instinctively though that I didn’t want to disturb them – fuck! Disturb them? There was a small part of me wanting to rush in there and say “what the fuck is going on?!” and tear at the two of them physically – not in a pleasant way for him, but she would get a cock pounding. I was getting sick of getting off by myself.It all started when I felt like going to get a drink somewhere I've never been. It was early afternoon, about 2:00 and I drove downtown to see what was around. I found this place called Orlanta's Fine Spirits and Grill, since I'm a conniseaur of fine alcohol it seemed fitting to check it out. I was also a bit hungry. I walked in and looked around. This place was very cool. The lights were dim and had an almost old jazz bar feel to it. No stupid.