One night we decide to take a break and go to a local pub where they have a few pool tables and normally a lot of men playing so things are rather hec...ic, but we were prepared to take the risk. On arriving we see the place is rocking and the men crowding the place, looks like a darts compo on or something. We go and find ourselves a couple of bar stools. We need to speed our buzz up a bit as everyone is at least 5 drinks ahead. We get a few tequila’s and not long we are on a good buzz. Guys are.   Her husband, Daniel, lay behind me, spooning me in our large bed.   I could feel his semi-erect penis pushing between my ass cheeks and the thought of him exploring further made me tingle and instantly wet.   I looked over at Peter and smiled.   He had enjoyed Catherine last night but only after I had taken my pleasure with her.   Now he looked into my eyes as he rolled her hardening nipple between thumb and forefinger.   I watched her stir, then smile and arch her back.   Her eyes flickered. For the last few months she had been coming out of her shell more to me online, and had become my Mistress. We were now due to meet for the first time. It was not the first time we had been due to meet, but the previous times her nerves had got the better of her, this time I had arranged things so that hopefully she would not back out. I was not sure what it was about her that had me so hooked, but I was. I had a real need for her, a craving to be the one who was there when her perverse. Helen knew that he'd say something like that. She still felt funny being bra-less, and now Doug was approaching her.She started to pull away, when Doug stopped her."You promised not to pull away, and that you'd convince me that you'd enjoy it." I didn't promise to enjoy kissing you, Doug!" she said."Well, a kiss is meaningless if you aren't sincere. And if you won't be sincere, I'm going to have to make that call."He started to walk away.Helen wasn't sure what to do. She sure knew that she.