The music was slow and we danced close together. My tits were up against Roy's chest, but there was nothing for him to feel. I knew he had a hard on �...� he's a guy, right — but he kept just far enough back so that it didn't press into me. His hand was on the small of my back and didn't go near my ass; how nice. When the tempo of the music increased, we started back to the table but Dee grabbed my hand and pulled me back to the dance floor for a lively spin. Once that was finished, she whispered. ” I croaked out. When did I lose my voice? “Good.” He rolled over, pushing me onto my back and hooked my knees over his shoulders. I gasped as I felt his tongue glide over my inflamed pussy. Lapping and swirling his tongue over my sensitive folds he patiently began to rebuild the tension within me until I couldn’t stand it any longer. I had had enough with being passive and submissive. I swung my legs and sat up. Pushing him down onto the mattress I moved unerringly to his cock and wrapped my. My wife has told me about some of the breakroom chats with him and how she said it makes her wet hearing about how he has sex with very well hung men. I'm a good listener but gay sex isn't for me. Any way Brad is the groups DD on these nights out. He will not drink and he acts like a mother hen to these ladies after they have had a few. One night as he was dropping off my well loose wife I came out to his car to help her in. I thought I was going to be ****d by all the ladies , they where. I slowed as a dirt turnoff came up, and i swung a wide right turn onto a back country dirt road. i rolled my window up, and suggested she do the same but she ignored me. dirt soon turned into mud, and because i was doing a steady 2100 rpm in third gear, she was getting coated in no time. she quickly rolled up her window, but the damage was done, her white tank top had black spots all over it. i broke the silence by laughing, and she noticed what i was laughing at and she smiled. we came up to.