Mrs. Grove was licking her fingers clean. She than gulped half of her white wine. Please excuse me. Ill be right back. She said. We watched as she wal...ed toward her kitchen. She tossed out the empty taco bag. She washed her hands. She then slowly walked back into her living room. She had sipped almost the rest of her wine. She then looked over her wine glass. What else did you young men bring me? said Mrs. Grove. She pointed to my right hand. I slowly raised my right hand. She then took the. Her husband is with her, and I wonder how many times my eye can sweep the room for an inadvertent look at her legs before he notices. She knows I'm agitated. A look at my phone affords me a downward pause that I can just cast to the side for a longer gaze. She must know what I'm doing because she bends her extended leg, and hooks the heel of her shoe on her stool. I take a dry sip of this excellent Pilsner (Pilsners are the new IPA). A glance at my watch reveals her husband's hand slowly. We entered the houseI was going to have sex with another man, but with Wayne there, also it made me feel really attractive and sexy to be able to get two men in bed with me. As I walked away from Wayne I took a very deep breath, decided I was going to go through with it reached down and pulled the zipper of my jeans down. I also pulled my blouse out from my jeans.I turned and Ron put his aarms around me and we kissed very passionately and long, Ron said that he wanted to make love to me.Ron's. It was unlike anything she had ever experienced. Her Tommy was always trying to pleasure her; this man was toying with his new plaything. He was feeling and admiring the softness and newness of her and had no real interest in her enjoyment of his actions. He was just working on his own cum, not hers.She tried to roll free of him again, but he was lodged deep within her vagina, his weight solid between her legs. Randy was pulling down on her shoulders, yanking her body down to meet each of his.