Shortly after, the music changed and Ray asked me to dance. I learned that he was an exceptional dancer and knows his way around the dance floor. Shor...ly, everyone started dancing and soon the floor became very crowded. John was dancing with the other wives, obviously enjoying himself very much.Ray was quite charming and an excellent conversationalist as well a dancer, but it was his touch, the way he ever so gently but purposefully touched my bare back, almost searching, stroking, sliding, not. You're better than--" Kathy started to say, then clamped her lips shut. She wasn't going to admit to Connie that she preferred dogs to men. Besides that wasn't true. It was just the lust building in her cunt that made her hunger for a dog cock. At least, she hoped so. She didn't want to wind up like Connie, having to buy a whole kennel of dogs to keep her happy because she couldn't find satisfaction with men."Fuck that bitch, damn you!" Connie cried out from behind Kathy as the blonde writhed. ”“Yes, Mike.” she said, humbly, now kneeling on the floor “Whatever you want.”“And don’t use your hands, either.”“Yes, Mike.”“Maybe I should use the restraints on your wrists again.”“Yes, Mike.”“Mike?” Kaylee piped up, from her tied up position on the table.“What?”“You know we got a harness thingy?”“Yeah, I saw it, why?”“You could put it on Chantelle if you don’t want her using her hands, ‘cause it’s for that.”“Yeah, Mike, we kinda figured out how it works if you want me to show you how.”. I began to feel more comfortable as I moved about the house, lovingly admired by the old gent, who appeared to think that all his birthdays had happened at once!Now I had always fancied the older gentleman, the father type figure. His hands were large with big calloused fingers like pork sausages. He was single, his wife having died long ago, and it turned out a very lonely chap, generous and with a heart of gold.It wasn't long before he started to turn on the old charm, and like a moth.