. sure enough, a little after ten.There was a series of knocks at the bedroom door. Since my thoughts were still fuzzy, I expected the worst. Rhonda's...parents or parent was back and I was in their daughter's bed. I dont like awkward situations and this certainly had the potential of being the grandaddy of them all.Another knock and the door opened slowly, should I say something or not?"You guys awake?"Joey stuck his head around the door and grinned at me. Rhonda Sue just moaned. I assumed she. . that and the night of two wine bottles but that's another story.I guess the time I'm going to tell you about now has stayed with me because it's something I want to happen again, in fact I crave it ... it's shaped my sexual appetite.It was early afternoon and we were sitting on the sofa watching TV, some film I wanted to watch but I don't think she was too interested. Not too long into the film she reached towards me, undid my fly and slid her hand inside my pants. She began to slowly. There were five guys playing jazz on a stage, and I did indeed see a large white sheet hung on the wall behind them. This time the booths were smaller, and only had two sides. Actually, kind of clever, as both those against the wall and the others could see the stage or screen, and nobody had their back to it.I sat against the wall, and Sam and Ginny took the one facing the screen as Mike went to get the drinks. And I was surprised when he came back with a grin. Four glasses and an actual. The feeling ofthe little leotard yesterday was still fresh in mind, it had felt sosoft and right but to dance in front of others, well.I quickly made her morning cup of tea but then I always had beforelockdown. It was a little ritual since we had married. Last thingbefore heading for the commuter train had always been a gentle kiss onher forehead in our bedroom and tea by her bedside table, her eyessleepy and soft. I reassuringly still brought the tea, but this time Iknocked before entering her.