I saw Rena cock an eye at me and smile. She was right. A lot of things started making sense."Your mom's making me a cup of coffee, babe," I said."Me t...o, I hope," she smiled.And I felt a lot different about that smile.The three of us shared coffee and chit-chat for the next forty-five minutes and then Rena excused herself and left.Ronni turned to me. "So what are we gonna do this evening?" she chirped.I grinned. "Uh, I think we can take a pass on roller-blading, you know..."Giggle. "Okay. So. I wasn’t expecting that they came to my room and I have to admit I was hoping that they would not. It was nine fifteen when I heard a knock on the door. I smiled and opened it. Brigitte was in the doorway with Steve, both of them grinning. Steve held out his hand and I shook it. “We have drinks,” he said as he held up a half empty bottle of wine. I nodded for them to come in and we sat and chatted. Steve eventually left for the loo and I leant over to chat to Brigitte. “I want to suck his cock. The water wasn't deep and barely covered my bare pussy. So standing there with my tits in full view, we were quickly approached by a guy, handsome looking, and had a goatee beard. We had some small talk for a few minutes before hubby and I decided to go explore the rest of the club.Goatee man followed us out and showed us through to an area with lots of sofas and a bar at the far end. Hubby and I sat down next to each other and goatee guy sat opposite facing us. Hubby loosened his towel and I. No sooner had he finished or he pushed the little Mouse away, slapping him on his butt and saying: "Now scram!" As pleasant as the blow job had been, he preferred rats. They were much bigger, and the ones he liked much chubbier too. "Where the fuck is that fucking Manny when you need him?", he angrily said to himself. True, the Mouse King Manny was a mouse. But he was different. For one thing, he was the fattest biggest mouse around. But he also was the biggest badass fucker he had ever met..