I sat down with them and had a very nice moment, sipping some other margaritas. My first dance friend was called Blue John. He was sitting close to me...and soon I felt his huge hand over my thigh.He started rubbing my bare skin and I spread my thighs wider, so he could touch me as he pleased. His hand then moved up to my thong and his fingers began rubbing my mound through the cloth.I let him do it, as I stared at his eyes. He smiled and grabbed my hand, to put it on his hard cock. I began. Pinky face said it all, shock and awe. I guess I wanted to be so mad, but yet I was there cheating myself. The distance played a factor I didn't think about. With that I got up and went into the kitchen. Pinky got herself dressed and gave me a hug. She was about out the door when I said if she like to stay for dinner. She said okay but she go home and clean up, wear something nice for tonight. Off she went, and I went to clean up the place. I was still stunned that my wife was doing that but. "I shouldn't say this but I am so horny, " she said. "Do you masturbate?" I asked in a very soft voice so that no one who happened to be passing might hear this question. "I do, but it's not the same as being held by someone. You know what I mean?" I nodded my head. Fantasy was like the scent of a delicious meal and not the actual eating of it. She looked up at me for the first time in a long while and announced: "I gotta go pee." I rose awkwardly and was relieved that the vest I was. Natalya walks toward what was once the throne room, looking at the chaos along the way. At least they had the decency to clean the place up a bit. The building was just a shell of its former self. The military had come through and pulled out the dead bodies and any weapons and important documents, but left furniture, rumble and blood where it lay. It seemed they were as much of a hurry to vacate the building as they were to move into the base. Eventually Natalya comes to stand before the.