"I winced and nodded ruefully to acknowledge the validity of his statement. "That may be so, but I did it through stupidity. Dodge, on the other hand,...is not stupid. Everything he does is calculated."JC and I both stuck to our views of Dodge, yet we parted still best friends. The issue wasn't important enough for either of us to sacrifice our friendship. JC did agree that he would caution Dodge on the consequences of hurting Rachael. I felt better just by him doing that.I had plenty of time to. There was a table to our right and one behind us.I was most disappointed we were so far from the dance floor and the make-shift bar set up inside the room. I counted three tables between us and the dance floor. Being a man with such a huge foot fetish, weddings were my weakness. For sure there would be some lovely ladies dancing tonight after kicking off their shoes!I made the walk to get fresh drinks for my wife and I. Vodka-water for her, rum and coke for me.When I came back with the drinks I. Trish had just explained to me how her and David we introduced in to sex by Shelly (their Mom). I had to go to work, even though I really wanted to stay and discuss it some more or even get relief to the arousal that was created from listening. I ended up having an erection all the way to work and throughout most of the morning by recounting the event in its entirety. I couldn’t hold out much longer , so I went to the mens’ room to get the much needed relief. Becky and I didn’t really discuss. Rachel had come down stairs and I saw her whisper something into Cynthia’s ear that I couldn’t hear and she was hiding something behind her back. I figured that she had grabbed a dildo or vibrator from our collection upstairs. Ended up that I was half right! Cynthia got up and my dick flopped out of her ass with an audible pop. She turned around to face Rachel, then sat back down guiding my dick back into her ass and leaned back against me once I was buried in her ass once again. I looked over.