After I ordered two Stella's she turned to pour them, and I noticed her perfect ass and thighs. 'WOW.' I thought to myself - 'I need to stay at the Hi...ton more often.' Taking a sip out of my own beer, and grabbing the other, I stood up and walked around to talk to the cute girl I had my eye on. "How's it going?" I asked, setting the drinks down, and interrupting the old man who had been talking to her. "Good! How about you?" she asked. Up close she was simply stunning. She had full luscious. I could hear a slight tremor in his voice. As I turned to see if he was really being emotional he straddled my and began tickling my sides. Graham! Graham! Stop it! Oh, how I hate you! I laughed as he started tickling my sides even more. Now, just to clarify, I am EXTREMELY ticklish when it comes to my sides. So much so, that even someone walking past me will cause me to jump a little, so having him tickling me was making me buck around like a bronco on drugs. Once he finally stopped the tickle. I kissed her hard and her hand dropped to my cock. She grabbed it and moaned. She stroked it as I slid my tongue in her mouth. I opened my eyes and found her looking at me with an odd expression. “What?” I asked her. She kept on grinning and said, “I’m surprised you’d let me get away with this kind of behavior.” She gave my cock a tug.“You know,” I said pushing her down onto my bed, “you’re absolutely right.” I undid the button on my pants and unzipped them. She slipped her hand into my shorts. I won’t go over what was said then, Jo has covered it, only to say that it was a funny afternoon and evening really. So much happened so quickly I think it took us all a while to take it in completely. After dinner we chatted and laughed about it all. All through the evening I was getting hotter and hotter thinking about Jo and Guy and I knew I wanted Mike later but I could see that both men were emotionally drained, Mike in particular. Jo looked pretty hot as well, hardly able to keep her.