I haven’t seen him for weeks, if it’s the same girl it must be getting serious.”“Er ... Yes,” Des muttered.Then Ozzy jumped in, this time th...nkfully not at David’s expense, “but Alex said he was coming here tonight, Des. Change of plan?”The discomfort in the group was palpable. Bill added his piece, “Perhaps he doesn’t want us to meet her, eh, Des?”Sally looked very uncomfortable. “More likely his woman doesn’t like pubs,” she offered. “They’ll have gone straight to a club.”Ozzy made to speak. But for some reason I knew has hand hadlingered, not even for a second, but I knew he wanted to feel it. He wasthe one.After that day I carefully timed my kitchen breaks to be with him as muchas I could. I tried to be friendly, but that wasn't why I wanted him, andI'm sure he knew. I tried to get more touches, but they were few and farbetween to start with. Sometimes weeks would go by, sometimes days. Oneday I managed to get two vague brushes, but it still wasn't enough. Iwanted more, I had to. She reached down, turning the skirt around so the zipper was in the front, making eye contactwith Vin, smiling at her eldest son as he slid the zipper down.With the button undone, she raised her arms a third time allowing Vin and pull the skirt up over her head.She took a slightly wider stance, leading to back slightly, maintaining eye contact with Vin as he admiredher nearly naked body.She looked down, smiling, as her son slid four fingers inside inside the elastic band of her Panty Hose.Vin. This place only had 6 rows of seats, about ten in each row. The back wall was open and accessible of course. I settled in a middle row, middle seat and waited for the after dinner/late comments crowd. Two other horny old men came in separately, and sat away from me. Not much happened for the next hour. I had no place to go, and wife thought I was eating, so I had two more hours of playtime. A younger guy came through the curtained doorway and headed to the last row. He settled down and fiddled.