” As he looked over my wife’s shoulder at me, I smiled and winked at him. He was really playing his part well. As we ate I made sure wife’s glas... was well topped up after we’d finished off the two bottles, I could see that she was getting slightly tipsy. Things were going exactly how I’d planned.Once the meal was over, we retired to the lounge and I opened yet another bottle of wine. My wife sat on the couch, and seemed a little uncomfortable when Tony sat down beside her but after another. I smirked and pulled down my fly, and pulled out my hard cock. Then I almost fell over, and decided to stick my cock back in my pants and pull up my zipper before exiting the bathroom.My cock formed a tent in my trousers as I staggered back to the booth. I was so fucked up I didn’t care who saw it.George slid closer to me in the tavern booth.He was soon unzipping my fly. I had a huge boner. I couldn’t believe this was happening, but I was loving every minute.I glanced at the old clock on the. Just lovely.I want this to continue. I must have this in my life. But what will I do for C to give him the same joy? This recalled a passage from Lady Chatterley's Lover from many years ago. It had to do with the difference in impact of orgasm between men and women. After a search of my books, I finally found it: The author compared women and men and then said this:"Whereas the men, in gratitude to the woman for the sex experience, let their souls go out to her. And afterwards looked rather as. I am loosing control of the situation.While all this is going on, "Tim" decides he needs to defend Tattoo girl. He stands up and comes over to me and starts trying to fight me. I am watching the girls argue and this little fucker shoves me. I stand up and he realizes I am lot bigger than he is. I look him in the eye and tell him "You need to leave right now little boy, while you can still walk away." He stands there for a second and then turns and walks off.Tattoo Chick and Surfer Girl have.