When she married we were happy for her but he was a piece of shit and he knew our contempt as we would cut him dead in his tracts, when he showed the ...slightest contempt for her. ‘When God makes them, he matches them’ was the in saying back then, and through time, as we all moved on, they drifted off our radar. In Stockholm not too long ago I met her, all swollen as she had been seeded and was now bearing the fruit of his loins, and about ready to drop. We chatted and after a few glasses of Red. The coach and I undressed and climbed onto the bed. I glanced over to the desk. I was weird seeing Coach H and myself naked in the monitors. Coach H and I started to fondle each other. Once I was fully erect Coach H reached over and picked up the handheld camera. He pointed it at my cock then rolled me over and pointed it at my ass. Coach H rolled me back onto my back. He started to suck on my dick. After several minutes he rolled around so his cock was near my face and his face was still. Trouble is, he is!" She said "I felt myself get damp as soon as I looked at him." I laughed and she giggled. Like I said, weren't looking for sex tonight, but it appeared it had found us. So we had a few more drinks and laughed about this guy, she went the bar each time and each time he was there. They had got chatting, he'd asked about her wedding ring and been told that hubby was very understanding. My wife fancied a dance, she'd seen this fella and his mates and said she was going to have. As they became closer and closer, it was also very obvious that two of the girls really had to pee. Rainmann and I watched closely, and pointed out each sign we noticed, and what we liked about it. Now, the group standing very close to us, both girls bouncing as each one slid in the booth next to us. The two with full bladders, rapidly bouncing, bending and wiggling while waiting their turn to sit. We continue to watch as their urgency grew. Each experiencing the same feelings, yet reacting.