Maybe this was a way for him to feel special? Did he slip the bartender a few extra bucks to point him out? Maybe he frequents here enough that he i... known by name? The familiar smell and sights of the interior greet my eyes as they strained to adjust to the dimness. I glanced around and see no one inside that resembles Paulie from his profile. FUCK, this guy is messing with me, he better not be some fat fuck slob with no life. More importantly than that, she better be his real wife. I. " I answered. "Nothing bad I hope," said Dad. "That depends on your outlook," I said. "There's no easy way to say this, so here goes. For the last six months I've been seeing Gina on a regular basis and it's now become serious." "But she's in her fifties," said dad, "she's double your age." "We both know that and it doesn't bother us. We were both hoping it wouldn't upset you as well," I answered. "Well, I can't say I'm too impressed," said mum. I knew she wouldn't be. I looked at dad. . ‘Friggin’ hell,’ Kyle thought. He had believed that sex with Debora was outstanding, but with Tony added to the mix, it was mind-blowing out of this world. It was as if the three of them had been together for years, rather than this being the first day.‘Bloody Lee,’ Kyle thought. He knew that she was responsible for instigating this fantastic day. Thinking of Lee, he felt a feeling of deep contentment overcome him as if she was projecting the feeling at him. He didn’t know how she did it, but. As I was bending down to pick up some empty glasses from the table one of her friends started squeezing my butt and commenting on its firmness. Now I had to go from girl to girl, each of them squeezing and touching my butt. The consensus was, definitely nice and definitely better than the beefy guys on the posters on the walls. One of her friends commented that if they had Playgirl Magazines to look at instead of Playboy they could actually compare me to the models in the magazine. My wife,.