I, again, invite them over at the weekend. Both are more than willing to come over. I still am nervous, not wanting to hurt anyone’s feelings or get...into a fight. I’ve never done this before, nor have I had many friends before. When they show up, we go straight to my room. I tell them I want to talk. My parents are out for the evening, so I figure now is the best time to do it, just in case anything happens. Both my sisters are out as well, but know I’m here and what is going to happen. At. I don’t smoke. So as they left, I was alone with the boys.Turning to the bar, Jamie and Mike were both facing me; their faces were telling me that they knew something they shouldn’t.“Alright, Amy?” Mike asked dryly, wanting me to enquire why they had both been eying me up."Yes thanks,” I said, stirring the cocktail stick in my drink.“Been up to much lately?” Jamie asked, his eyebrows raised.“Not too much!” I was trying to make as little conversation as possible."Not what I’ve heard!” Mike. It’s the natural way of getting knocked up,”“It would not be fucking for pleasure, no, I have a goal, and a few good cum injections just might get me there.”“I don’t have to have orgasms, but a couple wouldn’t bother me.”“Glory hole, my ass sticking out, they can cum in me and never see my face, they won’t know they dicked your smoking hot wife.”“I don’t know, how about some of the guys you ride with, you know, the motorcycle gang.” “Set it up, tell them I’m visiting my parents or something. . Jill and Peter were both fascinated with the costumes and dancing. Both even thought the storyline was good and loved the singing.When the show had finished, Dave said "goodnight. I'll see you both in the morning for an early swim and fish before breakfast" and climbed into bed. After last night and this morning, more sex was just not on his agenda that night.Peter and Jill sat around quietly for a little while before undressing and getting into bed. Jill turned the light off and turned to.