He moved his hands round and up under her soft t-shirt, slowly sliding over her skin to cup her breasts. Holding them he pulled her back against him.S...e turned her head and kissed him but quickly turned away and guided his hands down to the top of her shorts – he knew she wanted him to slide them down over his hips and onto the floor and he did so in one beautiful liquid move.Beneath her shorts she was naked and he moved one hand round to cup her sex and gently began to stimulate her, sliding. “Tonight there’s a party, a guys-only party. There’ll be guys who love having sex with other guys & we could all get our dicks sucked or something. Have you ever let another guy suck your cock Ricky?” I felt both repulsed and excited which surprised me. “Well, no. No, I haven’t.” “How about it? There’ll be plenty of free booze and you can just watch if you want to.” Tom said. He gave me an out. I could just watch and get drunk so I said, “OK. I’ll check it out with you two. After all, we’ll be. We got married when she was just eighteen years old. I guess I rocked the cradle since I was twenty-seven when we got married. I really did love her.I was never the best looking guy. I was short for a man at 5' 7", a little overweight, weighing over 220 pounds at age twenty-seven. I even had thinning hair back then. I was an accountant so I had a decent job. I hardly ever dated in college and never in high school. I had friends but most were geeks - I think that term fits - like me. I wasn't a. There were a lot more women in the furs than there were of me. None of them ever had a headache and none of them would even consider telling me no, not even Rose.I needed to hold myself down to only one turn a night for any of them, because I finally realized they were going to get ready to give me another piece anytime I got anything started. It was a lovely problem to have, but one I had to learn to deal with unless I could settle for being turned out to stud for real, and I didn't want.