Another girl, a tiny little thing with short black hair, turned from the doorway when she heard the redhead's comment."Did you say your name was Sean ...orter?" she asked."Yes," I replied, nearly dazzled by the hundred-kilowatt smile that lit up her face."Bryan's been expecting you," she said. She leaned over to the girls at the table. "Special case," she said to them. "I'll take him in."The two girls at the table turned to the guy standing behind me and turned on the charm for him. I was quickly. Just then my wife came back for another drink and not having time to put himself back, he just stuck it between my legs and I closed them tight on it as he pressed against me. Some small talk was said as she got another drink but she didn’t leave. She got in front of me and began to kiss me and this guy still has his penis between my legs. My wife keeps kissing me passionately and the guy behind me saw she wasn’t in no hurry to leave and couldn’t stop himself from slowly stroking his manhood. Her breasts bounced delightfully beneath her tee shirt as she strode back towards me, but she wasn't smiling, she was bloody angry!"First of all daddy, any woman would need to be simple minded not to fancy a man like you, I know you think you're just a middle aged man, but I happen to think you're bloody gorgeous, you're not knackered, not even nearly knackered"She was leaning over me, staring into my eyes, those wonderful breasts of hers heaving as she lectured me,"Katie I..." No just for a. As I approached, a door sprung open, and a liveried page motioned for me to approach. I climbed on board and was ushered into Queen Victoria's presence."Your Majesty has requested my presence?" Sit, Lord Gerald. Tea?" Yes, thank you." Lord Gerald, I demand that everything you say from now on be said in absolute honesty. In turn, I will be equally open with you and demand your absolute discretion as to what we will be talking about." Of course, Majesty." Recent experiences have somewhat altered.