His response was huge smile. During cocktails and dinner the girls flirted with their new found sex object unabashedly. It became... obvious to all three that he was definitively interested in some after dinner fun but where? Certainly not the Tri-Delta house. Towards the end of the evening he slipped Carol a note with the name and address of a motel nearby with midnight written next to the address with a question mark. She quickly wrote on it that they would be there but he. I had a sip of wine, and she took the glass right back out of my hand and set it down on the table beside us. Then she reached out and grabbed the front of my cargo shorts and pulled me right up against her, hard. She moved her face inches from mine, and I awaited her kiss.Silly me. “I know you think I’m a big fucking bitch,” she said roughly, looking me straight in the eye. “All you little assholes think that. And maybe I am a big fucking bitch, but I think that I deserve the best. And that. As Gabby finally got the bug out of my shirt he walks away. That night Gabby and I take the bed behind her parents room. I changed my basketball shorts out for a pair of black Op booty shorts, that my ass falls out of. "Damn I like that look!" Thanks gabs." She walks over to me and runs her hands over my tits. "You know I'm a little hungry and I know your super horny so how bout I have a snack?" You don't have to ask me twice." I walked over to the bed and my cousin came up and slid down my. Love you lots!”She’s so sweet. You debate whether you’ll make dinner first or see the surprise. The surprise wins out.The path to your bedroom is dark, as if someone has closed all the blinds. As you grope for the light switch, you hear a throaty voice say, “Don’t turn on the light, mister.” A match flares to light three candles in succession.Your beautiful wife Kathleen is lying on her side in lingerie you have never seen before. “Well, hello, handsome,” she says. “Would you like to join.