Joining us for another drink turned into much more. The band started up and the dancers came out in force. Not that I was ever much of a dancer, but...Jake had me out there with him in short order to a mix of fast, sexy, and slow numbers. The band was excellent at mixing the tempo and the energy. After a few tunes, Blake came out and cut-in, followed by Tim. After several rotations, I had to call a timeout to rest. Unlike them, I had been dancing non-stop.We talked and shared. I learned,. I guessed that there had to have been half again as many men on this floor as there were in the theater downstairs. At the end of the row just happened to be a door showing green while the two adjacent booths showed red. In luck, indeed. Dad opened the “green” door and before I could close and lock it behind me, he had pulled out a handful of quarters and was vigorously feeding the video machine. Up popped a gay movie, which caught my attention right away. Meanwhile, he had taken a seat in the. " They had their own agenda now. They were enjoying the hell out of tormenting his helpless young bride. Joe, the greasy mechanic, was openly slapping his wife's tender butt when she wouldn't do exactly what he instructed her to do.He grabbed the hem of her night shirt in back and gave a quick tug upward, giving several of the cheering men a peek at Susan's bare ass cheeks. His terrified wife stumbled between the two men, helplessly slapping their invading hands away with absolutely no effect.. Ritchie didn’t let up or give her a chance to catch her breath. She kind of shoved my head out of the way, so I climbed over the back of the sectional and stood behind her pinching and rolling her nipples.Kelly was huffing violently as she does when she’s in orgasm overload. No one slowed down. Soon Kelly screamed a banshee-like “FUUUUCK!!” as she squirted into Ritchie’s mouth. Kelly’s feet fell to the floor. Ritchie stood up with the wild look of the devil in his eye. I could easily tell that.