When she was home on the weekends, we would usually have a couple drinks together and that would be it. Occasionally, she would suggest a drinking ga...e, sometimes one of the drinking games that she and her friends would play, like beer pong, sometimes one of the games that I taught her, like Circle of Death or Red/Black. This night, we decided on Circle of Death. Now, if you are not familiar with the game, it is a game that uses a deck of cards and goes something like this: 2 thru 5, the. About that time the phone rings scaring the shit out of me. She slides off bed to answer and he sees me in mirror. I’m scared to death. He doesn’t say anything. I pull up my shorts terrified. Her back is to me and laying on bed he sticks his big cut dong straight up and grips it while looking at me.I go downstairs and 5 minutes later she comes down saying she has to pick up their friend at airport in one hour. She told me Tom would be here if I had any questions.After she drove off I was so. I was hard by now, and stroking my cock gently through my thin summer trousers, motioned for my wife to lift her skirt up for me to see her pants. By habit, I think, she again looked over to David for some reason, and, reassured, went on to raise her skirt, allowing me a lovely view of her open legs and thin, semi-see through pants. This was a truly gorgeous view, and prompted me to pull out my rigid cock, enabling freer access for my gentle stroking. My wife nearly panicked at this move and. "Go ahead then," Marvin said, slightly mockingly (he had no intention in just giving this young man an easy orgasm), "what are you waiting for? Haven't I given you permission to ejaculate?" Oh---FUUUCK!" The young man groaned loudly, "I WANT TO COME! PLEASE?!" I'm not stopping you!" Marvin said, once again subtly mocking the young man in his moment of nearly unendurable frustration. "If you want to come, then COME! It doesn't matter to me if you do, or if you don't! This is entirely up to.