The party is 95% couples, and a few singles (all men). I am a part of the later. I won’t elaborate about the 101 reasons I got from my wife for not ...eing here. Let’s just say that… things at home are sub par at best. That’s all I’ll say about that. I’m leaning against the wall, by the table next to the bar sipping a vodka and tomato juice, occasionally snacking on finger food from the table. Just standing there checking my watch, politely waving to co workers as they pass through the room. A. This made the two men go really wild and they fucked with such force that it was seeming more and more like rape! My hubby was telling them that I wanted it rough actually and they were making me scared, the three of them. As the two from the club were close to cumming and maybe did, they were swapping places and my hubby was asking if they needed anything to drink. They declined and said I sure was a good fuck and he was a better sport. Never had they envisioned a hubby watching, getting a DVD. "On the other hand, you're down here and they're up there..." Yeah..." Trina's eyes lit. "Netta, scoot over!" She settled heavily next to her cousin. "Gimme! You've played..." Easy! I'm not unbreakable!" I howled. "Besides, I didn't so much mean that you could play with that..."Annette was off, at least. Trina eyed me. "What then?" Well, we know what's out," I replied, "what does that leave? Heavy petting, at least, I'd think..." Not only is he cuddly, he's SMART, too!" Annette giggled, eyes. Then on the other hand I could use the video to get in Tina's pants which from what I seen are a million times hotter then my wife's, but a ice berg is hotter then the wife is. I got up Saturday morning and my wife started in on crap that either we couldn't afford or I wasn't ready to do yet, like build a large pouch on the back of the house. That takes planning not to mention permits. When I told her that her pouch would be built and ready by the time the hot weather come around again she.