It isn’t too bad, he just drank a little too much and made some bad choices. Nobody got hurt and I don’t think it is a ‘habit’ of his.I’m no... going to defend his actions or decisions, he fucked up and he is more than paying for it.Perhaps because I am so discrete with my business (and sexuality), perhaps because I’m not fully in on the inside of my Terrigal crew, he reached out to me to help him out with this incident. Reluctantly, I am helping him out.Last weekend I had to go up to Coffs. “Your turn” she said with a giggle as she stepped over to the basin to wash her hands where she had the perfect view of me standing at the toilet, I didn’t hesitate as I pulled my shorts down to my thighs and taking my semi hard cock in my hand started to relieve myself knowing that Monica was watching, “Wow Frank, sems like you needed that too” she said with a giggle as she turned the taps off and grabbing a hand towel turned to face me, her eyes watching the spray of urine hitting the. Jill had some horses which help keep in her good shape. And she always dressed very nice. I looked forward to seeing her. One Sunday I picked her up and she was not in a good mood, seemed that she was having trouble with her husband. It was snowing pretty hard and she was not talkative. As soon as church was over we left. Once at her house she invited me in which she always does, but this time she offered me a drink, wine. I had one glass and she had several. She mentioned her husband but I got. But it should remain between us. No one should know about it. And if we do enjoy sex, it should be at night. People will start doubting if I keep on coming home in the day time’. Bhabi said, ‘That’s fine. But not today…. Please let us do it right now, here’. I gave in.Bhabi got up. She threw her dupatta aside. I could see the outline of her medium sized but firm breasts. She said, ‘Come on now’. I went near her. She was much shorter than me. She had a slim body, but it seemed it was quite in.