But not too surprised. Being married to Paula had its perks. When your wife has a body that's caused more drooling than Pavlov's bell, you get used to...extra attention. What astonished Steve were the times, like this one, when Paula herself seemed embarrassed by the fuss people made over her.He knew just how much time she spent arranging her lush blonde hair, selecting her outfits, like tonight's skin-tight red sheath. How could she not expect men to fawn over her?But that modesty was one of her. My mind goes blank as to the conversation we were having, and all I can think about is getting you up to the room. You apparently were thinking the same thing as you whisper in my ear ‘meet me in the men’s room.’ And just like that, you get up and walk away. I watch you as you disappear into the hallway. I snicker, and follow. Without hesitation, I open the door to the small, dimly lit room. You stand there in front of me, and with one hand, you reach around & push the door closed behind me. As. I started rolling a joint and Trevor asked if this was actually going to happen. I told him I was getting the party materials together. He said he was going to hit the head real quick and he'd shout when he was ready. By the time I'd rolled another joint and grabbed a pint of bourbon from the freezer I heard Trev from his room. Get in here, now!I walked back to his room and found him face down on the bed naked with a pillow folded under his waist to prop his ass in the air. YUMMY!! He started. But neither of us wanted to let go of each other, so we kept hugging each other.I could feel her bra straps, the smell of her hair and her trembling body as we gripped each other closer. We started tightening the hug, which meant I had to lean forward to feel her full body. Her boobs were pressing against my body, and I loved that feeling.By then, the food had arrived, so we had to break from that hug. By this moment, my dick was hard. She saw it as I moved away from her to receive the order..