About that time, Rhett grabbed Brad and told him, "Let's get out of here." No one, not even Brad knew what was going on. They left and within minutes ...the police were there.The officer came to our table and asked if I knew the man that had been beaten up in the men's room. I explained to them that I had only danced with him once and didn't even know his name. He was taken out by an ambulance. His forehead was busted open and according to the bar rumor, his privates were out and kicked a couple. She went into the restroom, and as she was there the husband and I started to undress. I left my underwear on until she came to the room, and there were soon ripped off my waist so she could see my cock. I was a little nervous and was only semi-hard, but he was standing at full attention. She sat on the bed and pulled both of us to her, using our cocks as handles. She stroked mine as she slid her husband's hard member into her mouth, releasing a loud moan from him. She eyed my cock as she. "What a beautiful table, Mary. It has to be Italian." Sure. Erik told me to buy it, because he sometimes wants to watch my naked pussy while he eats." Nothing discreet about my Mary, when she felt she was on 'home ground'."Mmm. How decadent. I shouldn't mind watching it, too." We'll do it one better, Henny. While Erik opens the white wine and prepares a couple of welcome-drinks, we'll go upstairs and dress for dinner. Are you game?" Sure. And I'm very hungry, too. I haven't had a bite since. "Yes. The girls and the bride had the same trouble on the day. I think most of the men had a hard on just watching the bridal procession walking down the aisle! I know I do, er did!" he quickly recovered. Alex looked at Clive's groin. There was an interesting bulge there, and he remembered the view of the week before."So," questioned Alex, "How did you get through the service?" It wasn't easy, but Kerry took pity on me afterwards. I'd leant her my jacket between photographs, as it was cold.