Having Fun With A Cute Girlfriend

It was just as simple as that. She could simply get up and walk away from him, if she wanted…he was not stopping her…, but it was clear from her responses, walking away was not on her mind at this point, for sure. Sometime during her last sexual escapade, the first of the two GQ guys had come back up the steps to the bar. She handled it like an expert. I knew full well it was an excuse, but my incapacitation gave me justification to be beneath her in this strange erotic world described by her black gown draped down around me. He was David; tall, handsome, dark and very, very toned. From the moment I came to under her control that first night she had really overcome me. She was smiling. It was a big improvement. I was helpless but strangely fixated watching my wife with this second lover. Things could not have gone better. One phone call home and a quick stop at the men’s room, and we were on our way.