I reckon my vocal chords weretight with tension, for I was squeaking like a Disney mouse. The womengiggled.After securing twenty minutes of abject apo...ogies from me, four of thewomen headed back to the neutral corners of the room, leaving me tospar with Erika. I was still retreating before the intensity of herattack, my masculinity on the ropes.To appease her, I desperately tried to convince her that I wasn'tirredeemably macho. I even told her that I cherished my "feminine"side. It was an. And do it. I take them off and ball them up tightly in my hand. I wash my hands quickly and hold them tight. I take a deep breath as I open the door. Instantly in my mind I see the entire restaurant turn, silence falling over as I walk out. I know that they know. They know what I have done. They know I am not wearing any panties, that my daddy told me to take them off. They cant and dont know ... but ... but I am convinced they do. I tremble as I walk back, feeling their prying eyes, knowing. It was too tempting, and I took his cock in my mouth like an amateur, trying to remember what I liked being done to me as I experienced his taste and fullness in my mouth. I was getting the hang of it a bit and had started to lick his shaft and balls, but as I was doing so my wife came in, wearing just her panties and said, ‘boys will be boys, eh?’ I sputtered his cock from my mouth, and he laughed. She came to me and said not to worry, this had all been pre-planned, she had asked him to talk. 45 ACP was more than good enough for him ... and a waste of good ammo. At least it stopped the little fuck from breathing perfectly good air that the rest of us could use later.If I'd had to have guessed, I would have assumed that the Baron would step forward next to avenge his son, but instead it was his hysterical and otherwise useless mother. She ranted something inanely at me about that I had 'no right to do this' and this was 'their Kingdom now' so I iced her with an ACP round right.