After an hour or two of smoking joints and drinking we both get a little horny, though neither of us know how to approach each other in that way. Befo...re now, all we'd ever done is talk over the fence. I decide to make the first move and take a big long drag of the joint. We start drunkenly dancing and I press my tits against his chest, then he slowly moves his hand down to my ass and pinches it a little.I can feel myself getting wet now, I need him, and he knows it.He pushes me against the. I showered, dressed (with male underwear), and the rest of the day wentas normal. When my wife came home we made a simple pasta dish. I had twoglasses of wine, which I rarely do. As we watched TV Carole startedrunning her hands along my thigh. This was always a clear sign from herthat she was in the mood. We turned off the television and went to thebedroom. I was worried that I might have trouble getting it up. But as wecuddled, and Carole played with my nipples, the memory of the dildo in. “Kevin and I will manage it.” “I can’t let you do that.” “We will manage it, Ted,” Karla said firmly. Ted’s response was subdued. “All right.” “So, tell me,” Karla continued conversationally. “Have you seen your desk clerk whore recently?” “I wish you wouldn’t call her that,” Ted replied. “Fine. What’s her name?” “Darlene.” “Have you seen her?” “She got really pissed at me when I told her we were done.” “Did she? Good. Now you belong to me.” Ted chuckled. “Yeah. I guess I do.” “So, let me tell. Academically she was taking the courses which would set her up to enter college next fall. She was heavy in science and math as well as taking the technology class. Her plan to go to University of Houston meant she had to buckle down on her studies. She did, however, have time to develop her social life and was dating some very nice guys on a regular basis. Some of them almost measured up to my requirements. She and I were very much in love but we both realize it would not continue on forever..