How are you?”“I’m alright,” he paused, “Pretty excited to catch this movie, I’ve been waiting to see it.”“Yeah, ditto,” I replied, a... the awkward silence started to descend on us again, “Listen, Dylan...about last night...” I started.His smile slowly faded back into nervous uncertainty, “Yeah?” He asked.I couldn’t read the tone in his voice. Disappointment?I didn’t know what to say or how to say it, when out of the darkness, a couple of our other friends ran up to the door.Dylan and I both. Philip and Mary didn't fuck there under the water pouring down, but Philip did suckle his wife's sexy breasts and nipples and he slid a finger in between her legs, diddling her horny pussy and then actually fucking a finger in and out until he got her all hot and horny for another fuck with him in the middle of their marital bed. Philip loved Mary as much as he ever had and he hoped that when he told her how he'd been actively fucking Crystal, Bethany and Pam she'd understand why and realize. We had gained quite a crowd of five to eight guys.. some were blatantly staring, and some where just glancing over occasionally. I slowly put my self away, and pulled her skirt down. I had decided that maybe we had become too popular in that bar, so we left and went to a different bar up the street. One of the advantages to living in a borderline college town is that there are whole streets of just bars. On the way to the second bar, I told my wife to let her skirt ride up just a little too. She whimpered, and his eyes flashed to her face, which was contorted with pain as he stretched her. “Ariana?” he felt instantly alert. “Ariana what is it? What’s wrong?” “Oh James,” She breathed. “James, it… it hurts, so- so good.” He held still above her, and he shook with the effort it was taking him to hold back. She dug her hands into his muscular ass, trying to pull him in deeper and moaning. “James, come on, it feels so good.” She whimpered on those last two words. He kissed her deeply.