You see, after Larry left that night, I went down to the lobby for some ice. The same 2 bellmen who oogled my wife when she, I and Larry were in the e...evator earlier, were in the lobby cleaning up. The younger one smiled, remembering me from earlier. "Saw your friend leave" he said, still grinning. "You folks have a good time?" My cock stirred in my pants. I'm insatiable sometimes. "As a matter of fact," I told him, drawing him closer, "my wife is still a little frustrated. Our gentleman friend. You look away and back for a second time, a smile forming on your lips and in your eyes as you raise one eyebrow just marginally. As you break our gaze for a third time I realise you are not looking away but looking towards – not demure but devilish. I follow your gaze, pass one finger tracing the outline of your lips and I follow the line of your other arm. It is only now that I notice it, fingers buried under your belt to the final knuckles.I know from past experience that with your hand. She began slapping them, watching my expression, butnot convinced that she had done enough. She took each ball between herthumb and forefinger and began pinching. I tried to let out a scream, butcouldn't. She had discovered the thing that made me tick. She alternatedbetween slapping my cock andpinching my balls. As she did, I became moreand more excited until, finally, I had a tremendous, overpowering sensationthat began in my stomach and moved like a rocket through my balls and. Feeling suddenlyempowered, she took her tingling nipples between her thumbs andforefingers to roll them gently, elevating her level of arousal even more.He turned his eyes up without slackening his efforts. She was reallygetting into this. So what if she wanted to make a few small changes inthe way he looked? Maybe mess around with his already longish blondhair. It was a small price to pay if he could get more and more of whathe wanted most. And as far as he was concerned, he was in.