But wait. If she did tell, Alice wouldn't be asking me. She must suspect though or she wouldn't have asked me over tonight. Deny, deny, deny. "Of cour...e not," I lied."Why not?" Alice asked. "Megan's a beautiful girl."I internally let out a big sigh of relief. Alice was talking about Megan, not Abby. "Megan doesn't want to have sex until she is married." Isn't that a little late to find out if she is compatible?" she asked."Well, yeah, I guess so, but that's what she wants so I am honoring her. I watched the men walk past me hearing the occasional Hey slut, or Hey whore. After five pairs of feet walked past I heard Henry tell me to close the door and I automatically complied, standing and closing the door gently making sure to lock the deadbolt. I walked back to the kitchen and grabbed the tray of snacks, carrying them to the round poker table Henry had set up in the living room.I made my way around to eat man seated at the table, some felt the need to reach up my skirt and grab my. But then I saw he had his cock in his hand pumping slowly up and down on it. It was harder than I had ever seen it before. He came over to the bed and leaned down to give me a sexy kiss. I said you’re not mad? He said no that he had wanted to do this for a long time but didn’t know how to bring it up.He leaned down and sucked on my nipples, Steve’s cock still in my pussy. Seems like he liked my husband joining, too. My husband laid down on the bed and leaned over and I leaned back onto Steve’s. She was talking with someone just ahead of me and so naturally, her being female and me always on the lookout for tasty ladies, I checked her out. She looked to be in her late 60s had auburn hair cut in a nice bob style and a nice body that verged on being skinny. She was dressed in black ski pants, boots and T shirt covered by a fluorescent thin jacket and walked with two Norwegian walking poles - nicely packaged I thought and continued watching her. A shuffle so she stopped and waited until I.