I felt honored that he shared that story with me and trusted me with it.Then as we pulled up to my truck, he asked me to tell him something. I was so...nervous, but the alcohol left in my system gave me some courage. I told him about the open relationship I have with my husband. That I am allowed to have sex with whom ever I want, and that my husband is ok with it. He asked if I had anyone in mind, I said "yes". He said "who?", I was nervous to say it was him, so I said "someone". He insisted. I couldn’t help but smiling. ‘Let me just double check with my mom,’ I said pulling out my phone. I sent a text to my mom as we headed towards his car. She responded pretty quickly saying it was fine if James joined us. ‘You’re in luck. My mom has taken pity on you.’ ‘Sweet!’ James exclaimed as we pulled out of the bowling alley parking lot. It had been a while since he had joined my family for dinner. When we were younger it had been a regular occurrance. His mom worked late a lot when he was. I ordered a screwdriver. I always drank vodka because I thought it gave me a clearer buzz and a lighter hangover. Joe bantered with the bartender about the talent available tonight. The bartender said the business had been slow, but if a woman were still hanging around, she must be good to go.Then Joe turned to me with an earnest look on his face. "Listen up, man," he started. "All the guys have all the stories and they all have the woman of their wet dreams," Joe stated as if pronouncing his. She smiled and kissed my cheek, then rubbed my cock. I had morning wood already, but didn't notice it until now. I moaned out and her cheeks turned red. She was so damn cute and I wanted nothing more than to see her sucking my cock. "Wanna taste it?", I asked. She didn't say a word, but just went down on me. She looked at my dick with wide eyed wonder before finally licking the head and sucking on it gently. I was throbbing hard now. She was sucking and playing with my dick with total.