You know I always tell you everything, honey."That answer obviously didn't satisfy him. He looked darkly at me and left the room without another word....That night when I came out of the bathroom wearing the sexiest baby-doll nightie I own—usually guaranteed to produce an instant hard-on—he just said, "sorry, I'm kind of tired tonight," and rolled away from me.I tried to begin the next morning with a long, loving blow-job, but to my amazement he pulled away from me without a word and went off to. A problem with her bathroom plumbing solicited a call to my employer and off I went to remedy the fault. I didn't take long although she had booked a 2 hour slot so we sat around her kitchen table chatting over a cup of tea. She was about 30, spoke with a soft lilting Welsh accent and was pleasant to look at. Taking-in her round face with its short bobbed auburn hair and emerald green eyes I started to enjoy her company. She told me of Bill, her partner, and how he drank too much and always. My hands moved too her hands on her cheeks, as the kiss continued Beth moved my hands onto her hips. Beth began grinding her body onto mine quickly making my cock hard. As she was doing this I moved one of my hands to her amazing arse cupping her little arse cheek in my hand and squeezing. Whilst doing this my other hand gently ventured up her back before reaching the left strap of her leotard. Beth had no objection to this and I quickly moved my hand to the other strap before slowly pulling. The guys were trying to see how far they could go. I was standing beside a guy named Fred watching the game when his hand slowly slide up the back of my legs to land on my cock. He slowly rubbed my cock for the rest of that hand. The other guys finally noticed but didn't say anything.I started standing beside a different guy each time I returned with a drink. Each time a hand would slide onto my cock and give me a quick feel. Even with me distracting the guys, the host was still having bad.