I realized just how short my wife’s skirt was as she stretched over the pool table. Believe me I was smoldering with fury but helpless to stop what ...as coming.I gritted my teeth when I saw him instruct my obedient wife on how to stand while making a shot, using this as an excuse to touch her. I half heartily hoped she would protest this, but instead she seemed to enjoy the attention.“In case you’re wondering why I suggested that you wear a short skirt is because it’s such a distraction.” Mako. Sue had always joked about the fact we both grew up in the valley and partied at some of the same places but never met before. She told me I was the kind of dude she used to hang out with. This began to get me excited and I could not help but check her out a little harder. This was the first time I was alone with her and the booze along with her hard nipples made me brave.“So what do you mean by hang out?” I said, she giggled a little and said, “You know what I mean” by now me dick was getting. I put my left arm around her putting my hand on her bare waist, couldn't help noticing how soft her back was and what smooth skin. She moved and squirmed against me as she begged me in quick nervous patter to help them out...."...to the party.....it was such a hot party...drinking....just a few drinks......I told her....drive carefully.....not our marijuana..that girl at the party smoking them...we didn't smoke...were waiting to get back to hotel...Kareena wanted to try something new...." and. They ascend a small set of steps obviously the entrance to a building. They pass through a door and Cassie first hears music, then the quiet background noise of a crowded restaurant. "Don't, it is alright" he cautions as she goes to close her shirt. "Your usual table Mister Paul" the Maitre de gushes and quickly receives a nod. "The dressing room is right this way" Cassie feels him walk past as she receives a nudge from Paul. He guides her into a room and she hears the man depart. Cassie.