Man these folks have a lot of gear. I saw training equipment and, this peaked mypersonal perveted interest, a massage table...This was not you dinky p...rtable table but a real solid professional massage table. It took two big guys alot of time to squeeze that thing into the house.My fantasy started getting the best of me and I could see myself laying on the table getting a softmassage. First my shoulders and my neck and then progressing slowly to my lower back. The forcedown pushing my pelvis. Silly words. The kind of words that pull smiles out from thin air, turn jaded thoughts to quirking lips.And then, “When I was younger, when it turned all golden yellow like this, I used to have this fear that the man in the moon was dying. Skin all jaundiced ya know? Dying. Little body failing. And his closest company is thousands and thousands of miles away. Stars, right? And they twinkle bright, trying to cheer him up. Heal him up. And, thankfully, I guess they do, since eventually he returns. We all need a regular outlet.”I sighed, “Too busy.”“Aren’t we all?”After a long minute in which she watched me even more matter-of-factly, she said, “I like you well enough. I haven’t had a regular partner in several months, and I know you like me. So…”I simply nodded, and she smiled and said, “Now, isn’t that civilized? It’s so much better than you trying to slide your hand up my thigh.”I blushed, “Oh my God, I didn’t…”“No, you didn’t. You just talked about it, which was…well, not worse, but. ”“After my wife sucks off your husband, and I fuck our friend, why don’t you stay and they’ll eat your wife’s pussy,” Dan suggested.“Okay,” they smiled together. Gail hesitantly leaned over and felt Karen’s right tit, and she returned the favour. Jeff had about a five-inch cock, and Gail was a heavy set with full tits.“Gail, after I fuck our friend, would you like me to fuck you?” Dan asked. She grinned shyly and began to turn red from embarrassment. She looked at Jeff, who slightly nodded his.