" It's okay, but may I still sleep with you? I was planning on wearing my bra and panties here, and maybe even my tank top and shorts if it'd make you...feel better, but you're naked." Well, you know I'm attracted to you, so I'm conflicted." Does Gary know?" Of course not; how could I tell him I want to bone his fiancé or any of his other girlfriends." His other girlfriends?" she asked, crossing her arms."I don't mean he's seeing someone else," I made clear, grabbing her arms. "I meant the ladies. I have had countless fantasies of both of them and they have fueled countless masturbation sessions of mine but I never tried to make them realities. Lately I have noticed that my urges have been growing and are becoming more and harder to ignore. My cock seems like it never goes down and for a while I tried to hide it but for a week now I have decided that if I am not going to hide it and am just going to let it do its things. I have had people at school make fun of me but I also have noticed. We then went to the diner to eat . My wife sat next to Big "O" I think so she could keep an eye on his cock . this she did all through the meal .After the meal my wife said lets get some beer and liquor and go back to the room . Everyone liked that so away we went . After a few beers my wife said we should dance and everyone wanted to be close to her . She wanted to dance with "O" and he was a little leary so I told him it was OK . After the first dance he had the biggest erection I have ever. Each time she almost completely withdrew her cock, her hand would twist on the end of my cock. I could almost come when she did this; however, each time she felt me approaching a climax she would stop everything and squeeze the end of my cock head. After a few more minutes of the torture, I heard myself say,All right, make me cum... please god make me cum. Who was that? Was that me? She did it. I heard myself ask that very question. Not now baby. You ‘re gonna have to ask me to fuck you.