Nobody said a word but we all knew where our hands were. Jack was 100% comfortable with us and the situation so he moved his hand to the upper inside ...f my wife's thigh. Jack was just inches away from my wife's wet pussy and there was no protest from her. I was aroused just knowing that my wife was getting wet from all of this. I slowly moved my hand up my wife's thigh and I knew Jack could feel her skirt move up a bit from my hand.Stacy was trying very hard to sit still, hold a conversation. I love being with younger guys and whether they are black or white or any other race doesn't really matter as long as they are young, hung and full of come. I can tell that black is a beautiful thing though because of all the guys I have been with all the black guys I have been with have all been hung, and are not lacking in the knowledge of being a lover. Being with Tim really shows me that being with a black guy with a huge cock is such a real turn on. I have decided that if I have the chance. As for Dave's rules, if you guys have read anything about Dave he is up for just about anything.Now that we have established all the rules I should return to us entering the hotel room. I opened the door and walked in, my husband Pat wearing a t-shirt and a towel wrapped around his red speedos and Dave Speedo Evans followed us in with a pair of shorts over his black ADIDAS speedos. It really was about to happen, our first bisexual threesome.-------------------------------------------------Dave. ‘What do you know? You don’t know a damn thing about me!’ She stood, up and was about to show him to the door. ‘I know what I saw last night. I saw a beautiful woman, sitting at the table with the grace of a queen. She was trying hard not to show that she was hurting on the inside when her husband didn’t show up. I am sitting here in a room that smells like booze, and you’re wearing what you wore last night at dinner. Obviously he didn’t come home last night or you wouldn’t have drunk yourself.