" Sandy spoke to her hostess. "I'll have another." After a pause she giggled and said, "And another drink too please." She began to address me again. ...I don't want to be rude to my hostess, Joe, so I'll be as quick as possible." Are you doing the Mata Hari bit again?" I asked."I couldn't resist. She's sexy and smart and cute. No, Carol, you're not much older than I am. He's just not your type. I'm sure you like men, but nice men who aren't so smarmy, am I right? No? And you look so innocent,. Kevin pushed the big reddish purple head against my lips. Then he grabbed the back of my head, hunched his hips forward and forced his cock into my mouth. I instinctively started moving my mouth up and down on his thick shaft. 'Wow', I thought, it tasted so good, felt so warm and hard. “Yeah, that feels good. Suck that cock,” Kevin murmured. Submissively I continued moving my mouth up and down his shaft, but soon he was shoving his big cock so far down my throat that it started to gag me. . About twenty minutes and another round of beers later, Donna came into the living room. "Okay guys, dinner is on the table!" she said, ushering the two men into the dining room. After a wonderful dinner of pot roast, baby red potatoes, sauteed asparagus spears, and fresh cornbread, the two men returned to the living room while Donna cleared the table and put the dishes in the sink to soak. Then she joined the men and they sat down to discuss the reason for Mike's visit. "I can't tell you how. Seriously, I’d like to see how things go.” After he signed off on the check, he picked up my glass, gave me the last sip of wine he told me to leave behind, and asked loud enough only for me to hear: “My place or yours?” From the moment we walked into his house, we had our clothes off and got tangled around each other all the way to his bedroom. He threw me on the bed, held my arms down, looked at me seriously before locking his lips onto mine. His breathing was heavy and warm. Captivating. I.