As I took a seat at the bar I couldn't help but notice one of the girls began flirting with me as she danced, waving to me as if to join her. So when ... ordered my next drink it seemed obvious to buy her a drink along with mine. It got me a dance. But it became clear that one of the men in her group was acting protectively, so I knew nothing would come of it.They were not all dancing though. A few in the group sat quietly drinking, and chatting in a language I couldn't understand. I caught the. Alexander said as he rounded the corner from the kitchen. His face showed confusion for a moment, then he shot a quick grin at Josh. “Well, hello, Lauren. What a surprise. Welcome!”Lauren extended her hand, but he pulled her into a friendly hug instead. “Good morning,” she said.“Hey Dad,” Josh said as his father hugged him as well.“I don’t think you’ve ever brought anyone but Kevin to brunch before,” Mr. Alexander observed as he held his son out by the shoulders. Lauren caught the question in. She was not Miss America but not ugly either. She was white with a few pounds over ideal but not fat. She explained the situation. Her husband and her had been swingers but had agreed to be monogamous. They were fine up until he ended up having a medical condition that left him with severe erectile dysfunction. Not even d**gs were going to help. She said he hated the idea of her being with anyone else but he did not want her to be sexless because he couldn't. I felt compassion and weirdness. My dick is so thick that it fills out any cunt that blesses it with it's presence. And yes, blesses MY cock with it's presence. I'm not one of those men that think that women fall at their feet just for their dick size. That's stupid. The world would be full of Bimbos if that were true. Or those that do are just massive thots. Anyway, it's usually my efforts to please my lover before myself that gets me into women's beds.For me, getting pussy comes from two sources usually. Lonely housewives.