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After I calmed her down as much as possible I assured her I would pick up some wine and steaks and help her get everything ready gay fucking. Inside I was seething. “To think those assholes are coming to my place, my home, in broad daylight, with me here!” I vowed to make a serious attempt to kick Tom’s ass for showing those other assholes where my wife and gay fucking I lived. My mind was racing as I was tossing steaks in my shopping cart. “How the hell was I going to play this? I had to act like I knew nothing. Worse yet, I had to act like these idiots were legit. I knew that as gay fucking long as I was there at least they would not try anything with Debbie. I made up my mind to get enough gay fucking of everything so they would not be able to ask Debbie to send me out for anything.” I cussed them all the way back home. Our garage had a window that faced the rear deck and hot tub area and you could see everything from the window. I set my video camera up on the work bench so in case I was detained and anything happened like when I was in the bathroom or something I would capture it on video. Just before 3:00 I slipped out and turned it on. I would be ready for those cocksuckers if they tried anything gay fucking. I was not quite sure what I gay fucking would do, but I figured as long as I stayed close to my wife nothing would happen. I still could not get over the audacity of Tom to pull something like this. They pulled in the driveway driving a big blue town car just as Debbie descended the stairs. She looked great. She had finally settled on a rather short summer dress that I had always liked because of the way it showed off her hot ass. It gay fucking seemed to mold itself to her ass and you could see each cheek move separately as she walked. She had the dress unbuttoned about gay fucking 3 buttons in the front and I could tell she was wearing a bra. She is so petite and cute she can make any outfit look hot. The dress was a pink and light blue flowered print and with her blonde hair she could make heads turn.

I told Debbie to let them in and I would check the steaks. I viciously flipped the steaks on the grill cussing each one of the assholes who I was about to meet for the first time. ( or at least that is what Debbie thought. ) They all came out on the back deck gay fucking rather hesitantly to say the least. “Good, I thought to myself, make em sweat”. Debbie was gushing as she spoke. “You remember Mr. Dingle gay fucking” and this is Ed and Roy and, the introductions went on and I with my grilling fork in one hand turned to shake all their hands with my other hand. “Well have a seat and I gay fucking will get you all a glass of wine” Debbie spewed enthusiastically. As she stepped inside to get the wine Tom stepped over and began whispering how sorry he was and that it was not his idea but that the others had forced him to do this. “Listen you asshole, I said threw gritted teeth, you guys eat your steaks then get the fuck out!” “Don’t worry man, it’ll be cool don’t worry none” Tom whispered. “I am dying to hear if a decision has been made on the auditions”? Debbie finally blurted as we were cutting into our steaks. The fat guy spoke gay fucking, “It is close Debbie. I will tell you this, as soon gay fucking as Mr. Lee can secure financing I gay fucking know he wants gay fucking to make this picture.” Did I tell you what a bang up job your little wife did in her audition”, The fat guy asked me? “Er, well no, that is to say all I have heard is what Debbie has told me,” I managed to answer. “Well lemme tell you,” he said gay fucking as he leaned over and put his arm around her pulling her closer, “she is gay fucking one fine little actress. Isn’t that right baby.” He hugged her to him a couple of times nearly knocking the steak off her fork with his roughness. Debbie blushed noticeably and made some gesture as gay fucking if to brush his compliment off. Roy asked if there was any more wine and Debbie asked if I gay fucking would step in and get another bottle. I clenched my teeth and politely agreed to do so. I mentioned you can see out from our rear windows, but not in. As I grabbed the bottle of wine and turned to dash back out I nearly gay fucking dropped it as I could see the fat guy reach over and squeeze Debbie’s gay fucking breast. No sooner did his big black hand clutch her breast than she grabbed it and pushed it away. He burst out laughing as I emerged from inside and gay fucking I asked what was so funny. “Oh I was just thinking gay fucking about the story lines from Spike’s movie Debbie is up for,” he laughingly answered.