Richard got taken aback for a moment, when Mystery MILF's husband made his sudden appearance. Well, to be honest, it wasn't so sudden. It was his own fault, he was far too involved in groping and nibbling Nikki to pay attention to their surroundings... But then the married couple traded jokes and smiles, like nothing happened. Well, she was still a little worked up, of course. But Richard himself was still feeling very hot, excited and remarkably<em>hard</em>. And Chris, he looked... Curious? Amused?<em>Weird guy</em>. Well, if they were so inclined -<em>swingers </em>or something similar - he wasn't going to judge.<em>Whatever floats your boat, guys!</em>he thought.<br/><br/>And since they were so casual about the little dancefloor hotness, well... He wasn't going to be the one who made a drama out of it. So he shrugged his broad shoulders and waved back to Chris, with a half smile. "Pleased to meet you, Chris! And yes, definitely a good time. I was... Yup, keeping Nikki company... - booze still warming his body, making him bold - And if I may dare, you're a very, very lucky bastard, my friend. Your wife's awesome, beautiful and a great dancer! You have my justifiable envy, man!"<br/><br/><em>Maybe I shouldn't have called him a bastard</em>- he thought the moment he shut up -<em>But what's done, is done. If he didn't get angry at me copping a feel of his wife's tit, it's quite unlikely he's going to strangle me for some manly name calling...</em>For a moment, Richard was aware of a few curious looks from some people around them. They were probably wondering what was going on, the young boy so intimate with Mystery MILF a moment ago, and now trading virile pleasantries with her man. He shot a quick glance at the counter. Maybe he should make his exit now, nice and polite, and let them dance the night away. He got a pretty loot: a teenage boner and a funny story to tell, about Mystery MILF and Super Nice Hubby.