" Lara threw up her hands. "I swear, you're doing this just to aggravate me." Ryan couldn't hide a laugh. "You're right. It's much more fun to string ...you along over any potential love life I might have than to actually have one." She leaned back in her chair. "So there's potential!" Lara's eyes gleamed. Ryan berated herself for bringing the subject up during a rehearsal. Well, Lara had brought it up, she thought, but Ryan should have ended it as soon as possible. Luckily the guys were chatting. I'm sure it will be a lot of fun for all of us."Moments later our wives entered the room and Krista came right over to me."You're going to like this one honey." She giggled. "Susan and Bob want us to play a little musical chairs with them." Huh" I questioned "All this production over musical chairs?" Well not exactly traditional musical chairs, its strip musical chairs. All the husbands get naked and sit in the chairs. The wives parade around the room while the music plays. When the music. I pulled my gym shorts down to get my cock out. All the time thinking I had it all figured out. I had just began stroking my cock, when I noticed a lady across the aisle from me, who was glancing at me. She had caught on to my plan. She was very nice looking, a blonde with a great rack. She looked to be late 30's, and obviously a mother. Her son was asleep in the window seat. He looked about 10. I continued to stroke my cock under the blanket as she smiled, and soon stopped looking away. She. Talk about big city inflation: hired pussy was pussy wasn’t it? Tom sighed and put the thought of pussy aside for the moment. Higher priority was to wriggle out of the lease of his apartment without penalty if he could and move into a doss house. That would save big bucks. He continued down Madison wondering about calling Fiona at Briscoe and Partners to suggest a lunchtime quickie. Fiona was a good sort. Well perhaps in a few days. Jane had rather blunted his desire for sex, her appetite being.