Every time they leave the dance floor some horny married man would ask her for a dance. On the last slow dance she manoeuvred the ‘octopus’ until ...he was facing me. She beams that smile of hers to me. James didn’t need to read my mind. He just looked at my crotch. “Dave….. Dave go on… We can handle this one. Hay Dave go!” The drummer banging the symbols finally gets through.Confidently I approach the three and ask, “Would you like to dance?” Her mates knowing I was onto a good thing. ”“And are you enjoying it?”She smiled again and looked at me. “It takes a bit of getting used to all this fucking,” she answered. “Like most married couples we do the average couple of times a week so I’ve already used up two months worth of shagging.”Paulo and I laughed. “And the holiday has only just started,” he said still laughing. “You’re going to be quite exhausted by the time your holiday is over.”She laughed. “It will be a pleasant kind of exhaustion though,” she responded. “I am. I pulled my t shirt up over my head and took my tracksuit bottoms off. I love standing in front of Jean completely naked with my stiff cock on full display for her. I walked closer to her and started to gently touch my cock. How's that I asked Jean. She said exactly what I'd hoped for. I slowly wanked my cock for about 10 minutes loving the way Jean was staring at me while I was working it. I said to Jean will you touch my cock? She said would you like me to? I said oh yes. Jean rubbed her. One day we were discussing about Rahul. She used to discuss Rahuleveryday and that how good body he has and related stuff. Once she wentinto extreme by making me think as a girl friend of Rahul and that he ismaking love to me. I got so restless that I got migraine that day andcouldn't sleep. I then started avoiding Sonia but she by now had such astrong effect on me that I could not resist her and I was againdiscussing with her like two girlfriends. By now we had become so pallythat whenever she.