He bought me a beer and almost immediately asked me if I found Vanessa attractive.Marcus had no reason to suspect that I constantly pounded her pussy ...in my head so I assumed it was just an innocent question. There was still no good answer. "Yes" means I want to fuck his girlfriend and "No" means I've just called her an ugly dog. I tried to be as smooth as possible."She's a very beautiful woman, you're lucky to have her." Marcus paused and responded, "Yeah, I am"I gave a quiet sigh of relief.. I leaned back against the wall and pulled her towards me, urgently exploring her mouth as she put her hands around my waist tugging us closer together. Just as we were getting heavily into making out her phone rang, jerking us back into reality. Her Uber had arrived and was just across the road from us, the driver watching us making out. As I walked her to her car, hand in hand once more, I thought I’d try pushing my luck even further.“Perhaps I should come with you to make sure you get there. His friends immediately all began talking:"Wow, Ben, where did you get these waitresses…from the strip club downtown or what? I'm getting hard just looking at their clothed bodies. I hope you have hired them to perform for us later on." That little one," obviously referencing Ashley, "OMG, I would dip my wick in her honey pot so quick!" Those breasts, what I wouldn't give to have those udders in my barn at milking time."The crude comments continued with graphic detail about what they would do. "Oh my god sweetie... I didn't know, I am so sorry."I hugged her closer to me and by accident brushed my hand against the underside of her breast pressed against me. I thought that would create tension and make her pull away but she didn't even flinch. Instead, she put her leg on top of mine in a sort of fetal position. I kept my hand under her breast lightly touching it as my mind raced trying to figure out what to do next. I knew she wasn't wearing any panties and in this position, if she.