And she was being super-careful that whatever hadn't happened wouldn't happen again!Well, I knew she had enjoyed it. Oh, yeah! But she was bothered by...it, too. Why wouldn't she be? She'd be conflicted, at this point, for any number of reasons.I suspected that one thing Brenda was probably afraid about was my future behavior around other people. I mean, just about every human has had the embarrassing experience of being "humped," or nuzzled in their most private place, by an obtrusive canine.. He steps forward again and I back away, only to hit the wall behind me. His arm goes over my shoulder leaning against the wall. “So that’s how you see things, huh?” He smiles. “A good time, Charlie?” I smile, no one ever calls me Charlie anymore. I haven’t heard that since my father passed two years ago. Tim knows all about that. I think I sat in his bar for two days straight, crying into a bottle of whiskey. Tim took care of me then. “If you want a good time, Charlie, I will give you one.”. Al didn't drink very often so she got a little high rather quickly. The combination of alcohol & the music made her loosen up a little & I got the feeling that maybe I could get her to progress toward some party sex.Danny was a very good looking guy & I knew he had the hots for my wife, I had never told him of my desire to watch her fucked by another man or even mentioned him to Al as a man to party with. I knew she liked him as a friend but doubted if she ever thought of him sexually.We had. "Okay so the blue is John, red Ron and the green Don; then there's Lana, Hannah and remember, I'm Ana; just look for the letters on our necklaces or on the rare occasion we're wearing clothes, on our blouses or tops. As for the rest, the red-heads are Robert and Sandy, they're our cousins on our Mother's side; the two tall blonds are Lenny and Jenny, they're also cousins but on Dad's side. Finally those three are personal pets; each one belongs to one of my brothers or sisters, which doesn't.