“Shut the fuck up, and listen. This is a take it or leave it deal, gentlemen.” “My wife would never go for that,” said Fred. “Mine eit...er,” said Dennis. “Wanna bet?” asked De as she handed him the phone. “We called them and we worked out this little game together. It’s our game and it’s our rules. You can only play or pass.” “You really called them?” asked Dennis. “Call her and hear it for yourself,” prompted Karen, handing Dennis her cell phone. Dennis dialed the number and. Ben nodded and she raised her head to see what he was doing. There was an adoring look in her red-rimmed eyes and he could feel her love for him."Will he make it?" I'll continue to keep an eye on him. If you get a chance you could replicate some hi-energy bars and I'll try to get them to him."Eventually the cold got to them and they stood up, picked up the saplings they had cut and made their way back to the warmth of the cave.The other two sets of twins stopped talking when Ben and Sarah. I hadn't heard anything for a couple of hours then around midnight I got a text, actually no text just a picture. It was a picture of her tits. I was glad she was thinking of me, or so I thought. A few seconds later I received another picture . Her tits again but with a set of hands, man hands wearing a wedding ring cupping both. Again no text. I was in awe, we have talked about her having a fling but nothing more than talk. I sat in the dark and flipped between the two pictures. I couldn't. No, even better. A waiter's job is to make the customer happy. My job is to make this man happy. Make him happy, and make my wife happy.His balls were shaved. Smooth. With a fat tongue I began lathering them. He wriggled a bit. "Oh, shit," he said."Yeah," I heard my wife. From my place licking his balls it was hard to hear her. "You like him there?"The man moaned. "Shit yes. Fuck. Oh." He's into it," my wife assured him. "He's into anything at all. Trust me on this."The man just groaned some.