“Just boring ol’ Merlot.” She answers.“Get this lady a Merlot if you please.” Dwayne tells the bartender. He turns to her and says, “What�...�s your name?”Amy giggles and says, “Amie!” She places her hand on his thigh.They sit there for some time talking and laughing and making believe like they had just met. “Would you ever consider dating an a man of color?” He asks her with a smirk. She just laughs and says, “Well, maybe!” They keep talking and as they do he is lightly rubbing her bare shoulders. "I'll just drink some wine, eat my diner, and enjoy the music."Just then Becky returned "are you ready to order?" Yes, I'll have a grilled chicken salad, and could you bring another glass of wine with that also please." Sure, it'll be just a few minutes, are you enjoying the music?" Yes, she is very good, I love this acoustic sound." Yea, sixties music is the best." She said, smiled, and twinkled off to another customer.It was almost eight o'clock by now, and the club was starting to fill up. I. She looked shocked and appreciative.After dinner, Cindy led all of us to my media room. I had to confess that it had been almost two months since I’d watched anything in there. The room was large, could be seriously darkened or dimmed to be totally dark, and had the most comfortable theater seating anyone could imagine, including a long sofa with reclining seats.The girls sat me on the sofa with Melanie tight against me. Elsa sat next to her, and Cindy worked on the Apple TV getting ready to. I was disappointed but tried to keep my mouth shut which was not easy. As time went on, do to pressures of raising a family, business, etc. we made love much less frequently (my fault), and no fantasy talk by me was allowed. As I said my wife would do anything and is very sexual. She expresses herself through her sexuality. She gradually became very frustrated at our lack of lovemaking, needing it much more often. We have neighbors that we have known for many years. Not great friends, getting.