With that,I dropped off to sleep again. But during the next hour orso, I somehow turned over and my hand cupped one of herfull globes. I did...'t realize that it wasn't my wife,especially since Sue had on the same kind of shortienightie my wife wears, so when I dropped my hand down tothe bottom of the gown and lifted it, I still didn'trealize that the bare tit I was fondling wasn't my wife's. I began to get hard and with my free hand I felt forthe pussy I was. " He'd be damn popular inside." I said, trying to check my own temper. "He wouldn't even need to drop the soap." Yeah." He smirked. "He'd likely get off on it too."Sex and booze. Wheeler's two weaknesses were sex and booze. Get him lit and get him off and he'll do damn near whatever you want. "If I get you off, can we stop talking about your ex?"He sighed. "Sorry, dude. Yeah. His problem. Fuck him." He reached out to me. "Come here." Later." But I smiled so he knew I wasn't still pissed. "Let's. I brought my eyes back down lest I just stare at her tits waiting for a glimpse of her nipples. I kept thinking in the back of my mind ... if you just get her riled up enough ... keep at it.My mouth and tongue worked slowly along her inner thighs, causing her to twitch and squirm, fingers running along the edge of her panties. I worked, getting her into a frenzy that should hopefully equal mine which continued to grow as well. Finally, I tucked my fingers under the edge of her panties and. As if reading her thoughts, he purred his homesick cajun drawl at her again, in a deep, seductively confidential undertone. "Don't worry chere, they can't hear us." He took a step forward, offering his hand to her, inviting her to step up onto the low platform and join him. "Come, sweetheart. A little beauty like you shouldn't have to wait in line." She hesitated...he smiled again.And just like that, after a rather perfunctory negotiation, she was slowly, tauntingly stripping the latex skin.