As the evening went on and the wine flowed everybody was getting more and more rowdy especially the men. Soon some of the men started shouting for the... women to dance for them. There were no takers for this until my mum shouted, (she was sat on another table with her sister) come on Kathy, give us a dance, get up and entertain us all. The chant was carried on by the rest, Kathy, Kathy, until I got up and moved in between the tables to a round of cheers including the women. Music played and I. . I stroke my now hard cock till its pink head is glistening with my pre-cumm…I hear the plastic stool move and the towel being drawn from the hanger…I move back… Zipper up and withdraw in to the drawing room…I hear the door open… Ashwini is out with a towel wrapped about her bossom and falling just below her waist .. Her thighs are bare… calves are plump and milky white…Hair is not wet…She moves toward the bedroom…I tip toe from the drawing room and move behind her… Her husband is asleep in. Mommy’s feet are about to fall off.’ ‘I’ll take him out. Come on, fathead.’ I laughed at the nickname, as well as the fact that George responded to it. I had to admit, his head did look humongous because he was in dire need of a trim. I put my feet up on the cushions and laid my head back on the arm of the couch, closing my eyes. I had been feeling the beginnings of a headache for hours, probably from the stress. I must have dozed for a few minutes, because the next thing I knew I felt David. . and have come to the conclusion ....." ..... that you are ready to become a member of our group ....." ..... so we now offer you the position of full time BOOBIES waitress....." ..... with all the responsibilities and opportunities that positionoffers ....." ..... do you accept our offer?'I was like, both happy and kind of nervous at the same time as this wasthe weirdest job offer that I'd ever hears of, so I thought for a momentand finally stammered, "I do ..... I mean 'yes' I do ..... I.