"What a generous man my husband is!" Vicki exclaimed as he offered to split his "winnings" among the group.  Joyfully, she kissed him.  Unlike their increasingly mundane and trite kisses, this one felt as if they were authentically sharing in something.  She felt herself surge with happiness, welling up from inside her.<br/><br/>"I love you," she replied.  "And I'll try to keep my hands to myself.  Just know that I'm innocent if they paw me first."<br/><br/>After the too-short kiss, Vicki first turned her attention to Fredrick.  Her eyes initially were drawn to his bared erection, its fullness still awkwardly uncovered.  It seemed a shame to see that readied cock just naked out in the open without being touched or rubbed.  Hopefully someone would oblige the poor man before long, though Vicki was ready to offer her own hand or that of another.<br/><br/>She leaned forward, take his hands.  "Come on up here and kiss me, Drop Dead Fred," she teased, drawing him close to her partially-clothed form.