Somehow, I believe you. I would like to see our relationship be on an equal footing,” Brad started. “By that I mean we’d always walk side by sid... not one in front of the other.”“I like that. I’ll try not to be such a nag, telling you what to do or where to go in front of your friends.”“I would do the same for you,” he agreed.“I’ll warn you Brad when I do get mad at you, I will give you the silent treatment even if the reason wasn’t your fault.”“Thanks for the warning. And speaking of getting. So, there was a curious sort of camaraderie between us and some of these other couples; which was nice!Later, when I made my way back to our room, I paused for a few seconds to listen before going in. I could hear voices. Marta and Omar's, and though language was somewhat of a barrier, the universal language of sex seemed to suffer no mistranslation! In fact, as I stood there, I could distinctly hear Marta's voice, and it was obvious that she was enjoying herself with Omar very well! I managed. “Your wish is my command, mistress!” I said, grinning at her. Her tight hugging blouse and the stretch skirt went off in a minute. Then, she let me unhook her bra and unknot her G-string. When I was about to unbutton my shirt, she held my hands. “I’ll do this,” said she and a mischievous smile curved her lips.“Ok.” I said and watched her as she fumbled with the buttons of my shirt. After unbuckling the belt, she opened the zipper of my pants. I mouthed an oh, when she felt around my hollow.. Alexxus was all for it.Just before the next drinking party I had six gallons of wine ready to go. Alexxus looked great in a white see through blouse with a red bra and a black miniskirt with red panties. She had on red shoes too. She also knew that she was going to be the wine dispenser…literally. I had a tube that was going to be in Alexxus’ pussy and whenever the guys wanted a glass of wine it would pump into her pussy and then drip into their glass. She would have an all night wine douche.