I didn't recognise the expression on his face. Had I gone too far? Shit, I'd gone too far. I started to move. “I'm sorry. Shit. I'm sorry.” He gra...bbed my wrists. “I don't know how, but … if you want to show me then … yes.” I leaned forward and kissed him again, hard, before moving down his body, leaving a slick trail across his chest and down to his cock. I engulfed it, slobbering over it like … well, like a dog with a bone. I got it nice and wet, then pulled it away from his body, gripping it. I told him great! Shortly after I got back to the table Rob came by and I asked for the check. I asked him where he lived and he told me. It was in the vicinity of the bar we were planning on going to so I boldy asked if he would like a ride. He said he didn't want to impose and I assured him it was no problem. Christi was feeling good so I knew she would be okay with me giving him a ride because he was a nice guy and kept her wine glass filled. I was still trying to come up with the next step. I had drunk too much (my wife was away on a business trip) and I made a pass at Beth. After the mishap, she stopped flirting altogether, and when she acquired a boyfriend, she stopped saying much more than hello. Boyfriend is relative term. Beth was middle aged, maybe 10 years younger than I and her boyfriend was a stubby man in his 50s. Beth was very flirtatious this day. She asked me why I wanted to try erotic photography - she thought erotic art was a young man’s game. I agreed with her, but. "Is this chair taken?"I looked up to see a big man with a broad face. He looked to be about 45 years old and in extremely good shape. I told him the chair was available, and he sat down right next to me. I had to admit it, he was extremely handsome. As he took off his robe, I saw his powerful muscular body and nice ass. But when he turned around I could see a very large bulge in the front of hls suit and was so much bigger than me, I felt like a girl beside him--- perhaps, in retrospect, too.