She saw him looking at her, more like staring. She like the way he stared. The two glasses of wine made her cheeks blush. He walked by and smiled. Wha... a beautiful man she thought. He was tall—6’3 at least. She needed to meet him. Raquel’s friend was in a conversation with a guy and she excused herself to the bathroom. She made her way toward Bill and he just gazed as she walked by. He thought she was coming to talk to him and just walked passed. He watched her walk down the hall. He thought. He is not my type, but he is sweet and everybody loves him. Without my ordering, he puts a daiquiri in front of me. Thank god, three days without Bud and Coors. I sit down, exchange bits of news with some regulars and sip my drink. At my leisure, I check out those coming and going. Friday nights always draw a good crowd, and people have fun on their mind. I chat with a cute exchange student from Japan. I offer him a drink, but in the end we agree that we are not looking for each other. We both. I am watching this and listening to my slut wife say things like "OMG OMG I want this cock every night I need it every night" She loves it when he has her ride his shaft, love watching those incredible tits bounce and he grabs her nipples and pinches, twists, bites them, just makes the screaming and filthy dirty talk even better..... so after he has fucked her pussy three times and unloaded cum each time she tells him she wants him to ass fuck her... he was ready but I played the pay back. "I'll take care of them in the morning." She stood up, came over, took them out of my hands and placed them in the sink.That left me empty-handed. I shrugged. "Okay. Care to join me in the livingroom? Guess I'll go visit my chair for awhile."Dana grabbed me by the wrist, shaking her head. "No," she emphasized, "no chair tonight."She pulled me out of the kitchen, hitting the lights as we left. Dana led us on a tour of our house, stopping in each room long enough to kill the switches. She dragged.