Neither one reacted; the hotel had no doubt hosted sensitive diplomatic and secretive business events before.Eight other men came in, one at a time. F...lsom didn’t shake hands with them either. That would have contributed to my ‘loner’ theory, but I’m resisting confirmation bias these days.I clocked the room as I mixed simple drinks. Each guy had on a suit or sports coat, about half wore ties. The talk was quiet, and while it wasn’t stiff, it wasn’t a good-buddies reunion. There was a quiet. ’ She was stroking my cock with the skill of a pretty Thai massage girl and it was growing harder by the seconds as I began to comprehend the real reason for the BBQ invitee.'You know they are setting you up for a Gang Bang, don’t you, Darling?’ I smile at the thought.'Do you really think so, Darling?’ She said, acting surprised. ‘I thought it would be nice to meet Max’s two boys. He’s always talking about them. Do you really think they all only want to fuck me, Rick?’ I was now using two. Contextually, asha, my wife, was in traditional Sharee and blouse etc. The old-man now looked at standing asha, silently and then fixed his eyes on her breasts.And before assuming his job he asked my wife if she wanted a ‘perfect fitting’ of her Kameez ? She was a bit taken aback by his words, and said out, “Certainly perfect-fitting; why? What’s up ?He smiled, and placed one his hand on her shoulder, in front of his young assistant who was aged hardly 18 years! And yanked her pallu aside, thus. ”Why she wanted to go to a reunion of a school she had never attended mystified me, but so much about my wife always would mystify me. I sort of liked it most of the time. I just smiled and shrugged. “Okay, we’ll go. We can stay for an hour or so, and after we get tired of the blank stares at my name badge, we can leave and go out for dinner or something.”Marilyn squealed happily and kissed me on the cheek, and then scampered off to call Tessa and tell her that we would be going. I just rolled.