Kiersten is the same age as Julie, and as such, they were friends from school. One winter night, I arrived at Matt’s house to watch a football gam.... Christie was out driving Chris to her sister’s house for the week a few counties over. Nothing out of the ordinary was happening for most of the game. Matt and Jim and I were watching it enjoying our chips and wings. Around the end of the first quarter, Pete arrived with his Matt and Kiersten. Kiersten went almost immediately to Julie’s. The host checked their reservation, and escorted them to a small table near an arrangement that looked to be holding at least a dozen later in the night. They were seated and had orders for wine and an appetizer placed in. As the wine was tasted and their appetizer delivered, five elderly couples were beginning to make their way around the large set up near our two lovebirds. They soon had their own order of drinks. As appetizer was finished at one table drinks were being delivered to another.. As he grunted and groaned his way to yet another orgasm, Veronica closed her eyes, wishing it was Rob atop her. Rob might be beyond his peak sexual years, but he was slow and loving and considerate and she had learned to find pleasure in his more deliberate, less frenetic lovemaking. How, she wondered, could she ever explain this to Rob, satisfying the carnal desires of a man old enough to be her grandfather simply to satisfy a business deal. As the old man came in her again, she shivered in. “Oh! Who the-?” Jessi saw and felt him. “Mark what the fuck?”“I could say the same to you,” he said pulling his finger out and licking her juices from it. “You face fucking Laura on my bed. Is she your first or can I just assume those stereotypes about softball girls aren’t all lies, eh?”“Only partially, I mean I love the taste of girls, I’ve eaten out the entire softball team,”“When you say ‘entire softball team’ does that include-”“Iz? Oohhh yeah.” She giggled her dark hazel eyes lighting up,.