We had never talked about gay or bisex. I loved it. "Good answer Piggy. Now get my girl cock nice and wet because next it is going in your tight virgi...n ass," she teased. "I have to take your cherry so you are well trained when we go down to the meat packing district." I noisily sucked and slurped on her big girl cock as she called me her cock sucking whore husband. I forced it deep down my throat and fought my gag reflex as my sexy wife teased, chided and humiliated me with normally hurtful. One drink turned into three, and as the drinks kept coming, his fingers went from just touching mine to wrapping themselves around them and entrapping them. My foot kept finding ways to rub against his ankles to running up and down the back of his calves. Between that smile and those eyes that never left my line of vision, all he had to do was to say, “Let’s go back to your place.” We were there in less than fifteen minutes. I was right about that body. Every muscle was defined and looked like. When he saw me moving, he probably made his decision."I am... you may call me Rick.".Ho-kaaaay."Fine. Fine, Rick. Where the fuck are we?". He's a scientist? How he ever managed to graduate?"In my lab, Ms Gina...", he answers. That's enough. He knows me, so, even if I do not remember him, he should bloody know who is Gina Septia Forbes.I close my eyes... Where the hell is a mirror in this freakshow cabinet? I also need some clothes if i need to go home. I sit on a computer desk, pushing those. All throughout the meal it is apparent the waiter can't keep his eyes off Jane and I. We show our long toned legs from the side of the table, I can't resist running my hand along Jane's thigh when he walks over with our drinks. He almost trips as he sees, standing in front of us Jane and I are both aware of the raging hard on in hos trousers. We both look at each other and giggle endlessly again.We finish our meal and leave the waiter a generous tip, and we both decide to give him a quick.