I smiled at him."Captain, how big are you?"A bit uncertainly, he replied "Six-two, 210 pounds." And what would you guess about me?" Five foot, three i...ches maybe. Right around 100." Right on the money." I reached down, caught the bottom of his chair with my left hand, and lifted him over my head. I turned and walked slowly back towards the platform, being careful not to drop him. I set him down, still in his chair, on the platform's edge. I looked at him and he turned pale. I knew the effort. I could see the pre-cum glistening on the end of his cock, and she delighted in licking it off his stainless-steel barbell. Gibson was enjoying the show himself. I loved the eager attention he was getting from Jessica, and I know he likes to see the way I smile when I watch him getting pleasured by someone else. “Damn Kelly, you should have your friend over more often! Maybe she can be around on those days we miss each other because I work late?” he said with a chuckle. Smiling, I replied with. I worked down her shoulders, across her chest and breasts and planted some kisses at the top of her panties. ‘That tickles.’ Even though it must have been 85 degrees, I noticed goose bumps on her arms and tummy. She wrapped her arms around my head as I went back to nibbling her nipples. Her breathing became irregular. She closed her eyes, and opened her mouth, saying, ‘Oh…oh…Steve.’ Then I felt her hand groping along the top of my shorts as if she was trying to push them down. I helped her by. Meche works with me in the law firm. We both share research duties as we prepare for the BAR. He, and his wife Chy, had been friendly with my wife and me. After she left they had seen me through some very difficult times. Now, as I was preparing to re-enter the social arena, they were making every effort to see that I enjoyed myself.Jamikewas a former room-mate of Chy's; they had been best friends in college. When I expressed an interest in dating again, Chy couldn’t resist. She set up a double.