But I really didn't mind. I walked over and opened the door "come on in". Ebony walked in and sat down on the couch while Tracy handed her a glass of ...wine. We chatted about work for a sec before Tracy got up to use my ladies room. First she gave me that look like are you cool?????..... I was.I stood up to stretch cause the wine was getting to me. That's when I noticed Ebony had this pitiful ass look on her face, so I walked from behind my desk and sat down next to her and asked if everything. The alcohol was slowing his brain's processing. He looked around at the nearly empty bar. The place was dimly lit and the two men were already sitting nearly side by side because of the nature of the conversation and the fact that earlier there were many more people hanging around."If I were interested in experimenting - not saying I am - but if I were, what would you - or someone with your interests expect from me in return? I mean, you know, a blow job is a blow job, but that doesn't mean I. I knew she would probably forgive me for the white lie I was about to tell in order to get her to agree to go to the party."I'm doing all the driving, and Christine is doing her own thing," I answered.Christine tried to give me an angry look as I continued to hold her down on my cock. My cock hit the back of her throat and she surrendered to the pleasure."Did you at least try to get along with her?" my wife asked."I'm trying," I insisted with a naughty smile for Christine. "We actually talked. I tried to slide my middle finger into her pussy hole. “Oh no… no.. Sir…” She tightened her thighs together.“ Chitra ….. I told you as I promised … I don’t do anything wrong….” I remembered her again. I just wanted to taste her sweetness. It was really sweet fluid. Again and again I did so.“I believe you Sir… you won’t do anything wrong to me” Her eyes had widened.I turned her around to face to face position and rolled up my T-shirt and removed over the head. She could see the hair on my chest..