I couldn’t believe it! His dick was starting to point straight up. Now, I am starting to wonder if he’s going to fuck me right here in the hot tub... There were not many people around so I guess he could if he wanted to. Now, I didn’t know if that’s a real good idea. So, I crossed my legs to prevent him from gaining access to my pussy. I was married after all. I wasn’t supposed to be in the hot tub making out with some guy I had only met a few minutes earlier. He tugged the string of my top off. I dressed barely stuffing it in my tight colored underwear. Reggie came in and his eyes quickly diverted to the humongous bugle, then back to my face. “Hey, I’ll take a shower too” He said as he pulled his jersey off.“All right” I said almost breathless “Make it fast, I have to get going” I said as he removed his t-shirt before heading to the bathroom.“Damn” I breathed deeply. After a repeat of yesterday events shower and breakfast Reggie and I was off to his girl’s place. I asked Reggie if he. .. They were both young women, very good looking, and always dressed to kill, or, as I looked at it, dressed to draw the attention of the other sex. And they were very successful at it. But that wasn't the show for me. The show was the variety of ways the pair shot down their eager suitors.At first, most of the regulars took turns at one, the other, or both, but after a couple weeks, they stopped trying. For a while I worried that the duo would stop coming in. But, there always seemed to be a. Surely that moment would arise soon. Wrong. First, he waited for three hours — three hours! — outside some beauty salon. Then, they’d driven out of town to a small winery, presumably for lunch and, no doubt, wine. He’d parked on the far side of the lot, enviously munching a bagel he’d grabbed from a vendor along with the New York Times during his earlier vigil, and waited. Why was he waiting to find her? Partly, it was because the news had darkened. Partly, it was because he’s promised the.