I can't tell you the last time I enjoyed a dinner, drinks and a fire with a man like this." She quickly said, "Oh, but you're my son-in-law, so it doe...n't quite count." Meanwhile, my dirty mind is racing with strategies I can deploy to fuck her brains out.We chatted some more and I could tell that this last drink put her over the top. She was now drunk. My first objective achieved. With her inhibitions aside, I could now get her to loosen up while putting more wood on the fire to warm up the. This young man was flirting with me and I was really enjoying the attention while I flirted back. The whole time we were talking, he was sliding closer to me until he had his hand on my thigh.It has always been a secret fantasy of mine to sleep with a black guy. This thought was in the back of my mind the whole time he was sliding closer. It is probably why I did not stop him from rubbing my crotch through my tankini bottoms. Unable to control it, my nipples started getting hard and my. There was plenty of food on the breakfast bar, although there wasn’t as much variety as usual this morning. (The women wanted to “play” with their toys, too.) The men insisted on helping to clean up after breakfast, getting in the way more than anything else, but the women allowed them to, anyway. Then laughing together, they restacked the dishes properly in the washers after the men left the kitchen, very proud that they had “helped” their spouses.The midday Christmas meal that the Southerners. Take my bed and close the door and I’ll sleep out here in front of the TV. You can shower in the morning and borrow some clothes to get home.” “Fuck you I’m no whore but I will take your room.” She took two steps and tripped and began to laugh. Sitting with her ass on the floor her legs opened and her skirt pulled up revealing her black panties. She tried to cover herself but there wasn’t enough dress to pull down to cover herself. I tried to lift her but she fell through my arms landing.