I felt myself feel weak in the knees as I saw all the unsuspecting drivers, some of them staring at my shaved slender legs, persuading me to get in th...ir autos, not knowing that one of them would have the time of his life tonight.And then I found a man, he looked like he was in his late forties, with aging black hair and a classic mustache that seems to be the trend in India. He had somewhat of a belly and he stared at my cleavage for a second before giving me an offer.I saw his auto and I knew. A few minutes later, a distinguished silver haired man with an attractive brunette on his arm came in and was seated at another table. Charlie stared at the man and nudged Jim, ‘Isn’t that your boss? You know, Captain what’s his name?’ ‘Yeah, you are right.I’d better go over and say hi to him. Excuse me.’ A minute later he waved for her to come over. ‘Captain Adamson, this is my fiancée, Charlie Weaver.’ She jerked at his arm. What was he saying? They weren’t engaged yet. She certainly had. Trista pulled back slightly as our eyes were now glued to each other's. We just gazed into each other's soul's until our faces slowly began to move closer. Our eyes closed just before our lips met again. Trista and I continued to kiss and hold each other. Song after song played on the radio as we continued to make out. I wanted so desperately to reach out and caress her soft breast but I was afraid to. I didn't want to rush things and take a chance of screwing up this relationship.Looking at. Bringing Shelly's cock tally to a total of 5. We all had a beer and some light conversation amongst ourselves, mainly so Shelly could decide that there were no total creeps amongst us. Just a group of respectful and consenting adults wishing to indulge in the taboo of a wife gangbang.When she was ready, Shell looked at Dale and said; "Shall we take this upstairs?". Without delay, we all stood up and moved over to the elevators. I wondered if anyone spotted the anomaly of 5 guys escorting one.