Though much less, Joe was the occasional target a horny man but was uninterested in anyone else. Craig and Joe felt like they were on a honeymoon that...was lasting for months.One night, drinking at a local bar with a few friends, John walked in. Joe had not discussed John since Craig had pretty much moved in; he assumed he was out of his life and on his own. He headed straight to Joe and Craig, obviously happy to see them."Hey guys," John said as he stood at the table where they were. She unbuttoned her jacket. Under it she was wearing no blouse, just a simple underwire bra that matched the thong in his pocket. She undid the snap over her breastbone and the natural beauties flowed out. Her nipples were a smoky lavender with a hint of rust in the corollas, though the blush covering her chest and belly tinted them with rouge. She lifted one toward his mouth and he pulled the tight cylinder with the fat pink tip deep into his mouth. She jerked. Down below started to get noisy. I’m almost at the end at the end of the line when I stop, frozen. Told ya. Never liked the end of places. Trapped in a corner. A half-drunk father figure with a belt and no way out. This is a different kind of frozen though. Knee weakening. There’s a light peeking out from a cracked doorway and a wave of cannabis smoke and something more sweetly pungent clubs me in the face. ‘Fuck, babydoll. I’ll never know why a rich little princess like you always comes here for dope. You prolly got servants. "Let's get going, Honey," I whispered. Her hand slid up Jay's thigh and found his dick. I heard him gasp."Why don't we all hit the sack?" I suggested. Jay jumped to his feet as if he'd sat on a hot coal."Good idea. I think I've seen this before anyway." I could see the lump under Jay's jeans. I was pretty sure he wanted to go and fuck his fist, thinking about Carrie in her little boxers."Yeah, we can always watch this tomorrow. Help Jay get settled in, Honey," I said to Carrie. We'd planned.