And I knew the inevitable was imminent. A massage? Really?She arrived looking stunning. Simple black slacks, white blouse; elegant and understated. Th... dinner went well. The scent of herbs and roast chicken suffused the room as I set the casserole down. The wine was perfect, the air thick with sexual tension. And then another guest arrived. The 'Kevin' Christy knew had excused himself to visit the men's room and the other Kevin, thought it timely to arrive fashionably late, though not. I could hear her saying "It hurts. Use more lube" or "Slower" before it evolved in to moans of sexual pleasure from both her and Pug, a the loud sounds of the bed squeaking and shaking as he must have really been pounding her asshole. Sooner or later I could always hear Pug come as he let loose with loud grunts as he shot. Sometimes, I'd get frustrated with all the fucking as they would go at it 3 or 4 times a night. I couldn't sleep through it and I would be back up listening and jacking off. ‘What, are you tryin’ to date two girls who will add up to your advanced years?’ She said, causing Angela to guffaw and Candy to nearly drop her drink. After an evil stare from me, the girls explained our situation and we got the best table in the house. I would meet my two new friends every other week or so and was the envy of every guy in the place. If the girls were being overly affectionate with each other, I could almost feel the stares burning a hole in my head. If they wanted to further. "Yes, honey." I walked over, took a long sip of the red wine. Then I gave him the deepest kiss that I could, giving him back my mouth full of wine. Richard was dumbfounded. He didn't know what to do or how to react. He went back in to the kitchen to finish dinner. I followed. He knew that I was coming because he could hear my heels clicking on the ceramic tile floor. I stood behind him, rubbing my leather-clad body against his. I reached around and cupped his penis in my hand, stroking it.