I heard a noise, looked to my left, and froze. The urgent desire to let my piss fly vanished, I was being watched, a big man, big from working out, wa... a mere 20 feet away, my god, he looked to be at least 6’6″ tall, and solid muscle. He cock was pressing out against his jeans, the sight of that rock hard bulge took my breath away. He stepped slowly towards me, then around me, until he was towering over me, I was still frozen to the spot.“Want to see it baby? Unzip me baby,. “It’s nothing,” she replied, quietly. “Last night.......why did you leave so quickly?” asked George. “We’d both had a few drinks.....and....” said Gill, looking down sheepishly at her manicured nails. “Yes....and...” replied George, trying to elicit the answer from her. “God, I don’t know how to say this without sounding stupid but.....I didn’t want you to think that I’d kissed you just because I was drunk, ok!”George breathed a loud sigh of relief. “There, I’ve said it,” said Gill, looking. Keep it light on the Mitchell stories,” I reminded myself. “Sorry.”“We had champagne in the hot tub at midnight along with, uh, well some time after that we had dried off and got some semblance of clothes on and stumbled up the stairs to their water bed. We put a movie in. I don’t remember what it was even though I watched most of it as they both fell asleep. I spent a great deal of the movie watching the two of them sleep together and trying to figure where I fit into this whole thing. It was. For two magical hours earlier, Eve and Adam had sat together by prior arrangement for the celebration meal, thighs touching, absorbing each other’s warmth, stoking their mutual desires. They had touched under that trestle table, conscious of possible discovery, stroking, caressing, sending strings of tantalising tingles up spines as fingers felt bare or thinly-clad flesh. They even snatched hasty kisses. Mealtime convention dictated they converse almost fully with fellow diners; however, each.