She smiled graciously and ordered a Boodles martini, if he had it, dry, with extra olives. He did. On his way back with her drink my wife had crossed and uncrossed her legs for the second or third time. Charlie's eyes were the size of saucers and he nearly tripped over his own feet. Either beauty or the flash of a bare pussy affect his inner ear. Martini in hand, my wife spun away from the bar and said "didn't you say there's a pool table here? You keep promising to show me how to play pool. How about now?" She knew the pool tables were in the back room. Rod was up off of his stool with his beer in one hand and the other around my wife's waist, leading her into the back room, before I could say "but you know how to play pool." She really must have put a lot of thought into this! Rod walked her to the far back corner, well out of the line of sight from the bar area, to a small round table just large enough for our drinks and an ashtray. They put down their drinks and then. It was apparent from the looks on the faces of the other girls, they knew what the conversation was about. Michelle was shaking her head but Heather put her hands on her shoulders and said something, which caused her to collapse against Heather. Hey hugged her tightly and was giving small kisses to her neck, and cheeks while Chelly buried her face in her shoulder.Bob hadn't seen much of the activity because he was preoccupied looking around the place. When he wandered back, Maryanne and Janell had already retreated to the second suite leaving Michelle and Heather to continue their argument about whatever it was they were discussing. It wasn't a heated discussion so Bob wasn't going to worry about it. They never fought anyway, none of them did. If there was something, it was talked about like Chelly and Heather were doing right now.Bob moved to one of the beds and sat down undoing his shoes while starting to get undressed. He looked up at the two women who seemed to be observing his.
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