Very well.

"I'll get some glasses and plates," Frank said as he led the two young wives to his living room. The women smiled and made appreciative comments about the house as he took a bottle with him. Opening it in the kitchen, he dosed the bottle with the ****, then carried it and some glasses and plates back to the women.

"Here we are!" he said cheerfully, pouring three glasses full. "To good friends and good neighbours!" He sat on the same couch as Holly, leaving a space between them.

"Mmmm...best kind," Vanessa said with a grin.

"Yes, welcome to the neighbourhood," Holly added, smiling at Frank as she sipped her wine. "Vanessa says that you're really interesting."

"Does she now? And what does she say that makes me so interesting?'

"Oh...not much..." the two women shared a look and a giggle.

"Holly's husband is...distracted by his work," Vanessa says. "Like me, with Nathan away so much. It's hard to be a young wife without much to do."

"You could get jobs," Frank said, sipping his wine.

"My husband doesn't want me to work," Holly pouts. "If it was up to me I'd audition for shows. I was a dancer. Pretty good too. But my husband doesn't want me to do that."

"That's a shame," Frank sympathised, topping up her glass.

"I get so bored," Holly said with a pouting shrug that made her tits move delightfully under her top.

"Frank's a lot of fun," Vanessa chuckles, draining her glass and filling it again. "It's great to have you in the neighbourhood Frank."

"Great to be here," he replied, tapping glasses with the two young wives.

"Mmmm...it's so relaxing. You have a lovely home Frank..." Holly purred, relaxing on the couch and sipping her wine.

"It suits me," he smiled lazily. "Especially when I have such lovely guests."

"Oh aren't you a sweetheart," Vanessa purred. "Isn't he Holly?"

"Mmmmm...he is...Older men are so....so...cool..."

"Except when they're like Mike, and can't get it up..." Vanessa murmured. "I don't know what I'd do if Nathan couldn't. It's bad enough when he's out of town so much.

Holly took another long sip of wine and looked at Frank appraisingly.

"You are pretty hot," she purred, curling on the couch and letting her feet press against Frank's thigh. "Mmm...pretty hot...."