But you’re right. If I somehow found the nerve I’d regret it later. So let’s just watch and then go home and fuck our brains out.”We kissed fo... a moment, until we heard a clinking noise. We turned to see Jim tapping on his beer bottle to get everyone’s attention, as if everyone in the bar isn’t staring already.Everyone got quiet and Jim said, “Ladies and gentlemen, I want to apologize for my rudeness two nights ago. I should have introduced my lady friend to you when we were in here. I would. ” Angie broke the silence.“It’s inconceivable,” Nicky said.“I’m sorry for putting you girls in this position,” Alene apologized.“Don’t be Alene,” Nadia spoke with passion in her eyes, “we are here at our own accord, we chose to be with you because we all love you.” Both Nicky and Angie nodded in agreement.“But Nicky, you only met me two days ago,” Alene tried to contradict Nicky.“Yes, and in those two days you helped start my recovery from Jen, gave me the best sex of my life, a place to call. . and it did ... and it did ... and it did it ever. We discarded the sheet and blanket several hours later so we could sleep on dry sheets and blankets.Once I was convinced that Abby was completely exhausted AND I had done everything within my power to make her wedding as special as possible, she floored with a request.“I’ve not told you everything about my first wedding night, Mark. You remember that I told you about Daniel doing it twice before he fell asleep and started snoring? Well .... Terry was sitting on the bed, stroking her well lubed “penis” with her right hand, a glass of wine in her left. A glass of wine sat on my bed stand. “Have a drink Mark,” Terry said in an unfamiliar tone of voice. My wife sitting on our bed stroking her cock is not an image I ever thought I would be describing to anyone. I’m not aroused but intrigued and apprehensive in equal measures. I sit on the bed and take several long gulps of wine. I am going to need all the courage I can drink. “I am.