It’s the sweetest fucking-” my words shattered into a tortured groan of desire as she grabbed my cock swiftly in her hand. She began stroking up ...nd down, avoiding the swollen head, sliding her hand along the sticky shaft. “I’m sorry. Were you saying something, Chad? I couldn’t hear you. I said,” she stated as she worked my cock up and down, “Does it feel good?” “So fucking good,” I ground out. “Are you enjoying yourself, you little cock tease? Am I passing your little perverted test?”. It was easy to slip them into his champagne and as soon as he started to slip into comatose, I was there to help my 'Damsel in distress.' Everything worked perfect and Ginger was so appreciative of my help and then on the way home I managed to slip just enough emasculation about her new boyfriend in our conversation to get her to complain about his lack of man hood.Once we were at her home I helped get him into bed and after, she offered me a drink and of course, I accepted. We sat on the couch. Squeezing the other cheek brought the same response.When our kiss broke, I nibbled around her jaw toward her ear, gently chewing on her earlobe before kissing my way down her neck to her collarbones. Becky eased onto her back as my mouth moved from her neck to her breasts. Her nipples were hard, begging for my mouth on them, but I was learning that I was supposed to take my time, so I didn’t go right for the nipples. I kissed my way down the valley between her breasts and took a detour around. Beth felt like she was turning six shades of red, listening to her husband explain their wife swap weekend activities to a total stranger as if it was the most normal thing in the world. They might have been discussing cruise ship excursions, he was so calm about it.Sam sensed Beth’s discomfort and said, “We can talk about something else, if you’d rather. It’s just that I don’t get out much, so I often find myself living vicariously through the very few visitors I get each year.”Beth relaxed a.