Soon I slowed to a dripping, soft dick. I was weak and wobbling. He walked to the front door where he had left a small shopping bag I hadn't noticed b...fore. He poured the contents out on the chair; candy marshmallows, honey, gum, a package of condoms, lubricant, and a small egg shaped vibrator with a cock ring. My eyes stuck on the vibrator. Dennis opened a pack of candy marshmallows and handed me one, “Eat this. I don't want you passing out before we've had some real fun.”I ate it and was. In the chair on the opposite side of the desk sat Wesley Ingram. He was in uniform, with khaki shorts, short-sleeved shirt and sandals. As Cal stood in the doorway looking at them, they looked back.“I know that you two know each other,” George said, “so I’ll skip the introductions.”Ingram stood and thrust out his bare arm. Cal was at a loss as to what else to do, so he grasped the offered hand and shook it.“Pull up a chair,” George said. “I’ll have Marge bring you in a coffee.”Cal shook his. J stayed leaning into him making no attempt to hide her bra-less tits from him. She would do this a few more with her straps lower on her shoulders during our bar time. ( I did look, he was hard!)J decided toward the end of the evening that we take him out and find him a date. He told her that he had no skills for what she wanted to do. J promised she would find him a date tomorrow night one way or another other. Shy guy smiled. J told him a date will be had! Laughing nervously, I asked. So for the entire 5 minutes it took to grind the coffee, the man stood behind her, staring at her ass the entire time. With the show over, she watched the hairy mass finally walk down to the end of the isle. As he turned, he stopped and looked back at Abigail one more time, and another wink. Abigail was a little uncomfortable with the manner in which he had looked at her, but all she had to get was some creamer and detergent, and she was done. She feared that he may have ulterior motives, such.