When the couple seated at the next table, started making out,Barry, one of my hosts, asked if it bothered me. When I told him "No". He asked me if I l...ked it....I hesitated. He smiled and said. "It's Ok... he liked it too."It was starting to get dark and we were all getting pretty drunk,Chad,Tim and Barry invited me back to their place. Which was good because I didn't dare go home in my condition.As we walked,Chad and Tim, were ahead and Barry and I talked. I was wearing Dockers and they hugged. Marty gathered up the clothes that his mother had shed on her way to thebedroom and put them in the laundry hamper. He collected the empty beerand wine bottles and headed for the recycling bin in the apartmentbuilding's courtyard. He tried to put the best face on things. Hismother had made it through the entire workweek without getting hammered.She had waited until Wednesday night, which marked the beginning of herweekend.Then he walked back into the apartment and whatever good thoughts he. Both were dressed impeccably in what appeared to be tailored pin striped suits.That wasn't out of line considering a lot of businessmen come here after work too.Before Lynn and I could talk about them, they appeared right next to us!"Permit me, my name is Farhard...this is my friend Haddam... and you, with the most beautiful face in here, are...?" Janet...Jan."I was curt but didn't quite know what to say since I was caught off guard. To compound it, he had an accent that seemed middle-eastern,. "Then maybe they'll see that amazing arse of yours, totally bare."She caught her breath. I looked at her slightly quizzically, and she blushed and looked down.I moved the palms of my hands around to the sides of her butt, still holding her dress up above her hips, resisting her efforts to cover herself. Although her efforts were half-hearted at best.I whispered in her ear. "Would you like it if it was a man, looking down at your bare arse and getting hard?"She gasped slightly."Perhaps he would.