He then pulled me in close to him with his hands around my waist. “Open your mouth,” he whispered. I obeyed and he poured the drink into my mouth....It was a coconut flavored spirit, and drinking it neat made my head swim. I felt him move his hand down so he could get a good feel of my big, curvy bum. He looked at me with a mixture of pleasure and worry, in case he was taking this too far. I knew it was wrong, seeing as he was married, but I was too drunk and turned on to care. I let him know it. I’ll write it and you can sign it,” Christina demonstrated her enthusiasm and resolve on this matter.Abel did as he was asked and Christina rewarded him with a French kiss that clearly told him that she was his slut. She wanted her virile young lover to understand that her plans for his future were all good. She would be the kind of teacher that any student would love, tutoring and mentoring him in the ways of kinky lust.“Okay, stud, let’s introduce you to my little girls. I think I’ll enjoy. They were both dressed in jeans and loafer shoes. The taller, lanky guy, Pete wore a blue dress shirt. He had a great head of blonde hair would make many women feel jealous. His friend, Daniel, wore a long sleeve polo shirt. He was a little shorter, but still about 6’ tall. He had a darker complexion, short brown hair and was husky, but athletic looking. They offered to buy us another round. Knowing this would be our last drink before some sticky dessert, Pam and I asked for chocolate martinis.. " "Let's do it soon, baby. Don't make me wait for that pussy, " he said, looking right me. With that, he left. I looked at her and said, "This is really going to happen?" She said, "It certainly looks that way. But if you end up getting butt-hurt over it, just remember, this is your doing!" . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . The Phone Call About an hour after we got home, the phone rang. She answered it. "Hello? Yes, this is Beth? Oh, hey Rodney how are you?!" She glanced over at me.