"I think we need some music." I said calmly.I walked over to the radio and put on a cool jazz station. I then took my wife by the hand."May I have thi... dance, my dear?"She smiled up at me in a way I had not seen in quite some time. I looked in her eyes as we began to sway gently to the music. Emotions started to build up inside of me. I pressed Nancy against me. She was still clutching the bouquet between us. I rested my head on Nancy's shoulder. I didn't want her to see the tears that were. She stood there in the semi-darkness admiring his body. Craig stood about six foot four, and weighed two hundred and sixteen pounds. Every ounce was hard muscle, sculptured like a stature of some Greek god. What her husband and most of her friends would find so shocking was that Craig's skin was as dark as the night.Somehow her presence must've alarmed Craig. He jerked awake and looked around."Who's there?" He asked as he rubbed the sleep from his eyes."Shhh," Michelle said softly. "It's just. It is just as final as a wedding ceremony, but because it has no legal validity, you have to be sure that your man is in it for the long run, and not as a short-term thing to get his jollies for a while.I would recommend that you get him to sign a cohabitation agreement, signing you as his joint heirs should he die suddenly, and have him acknowledging himself as the father of any children you have together. You need this as a legal document tying his finances to you, to stop him getting cold. He was watching Crystal's performance. She was not disappointing him. Then, she reached into her purse and pulled out a seven inch chrome vibrator. She stuck it in her mouth and began to lick and suck it. Next, she clicked it on and began to pleasure her cunt. When the semi driver saw Crystal do that, he almost lost control of his rig. I told Crystal that the truck driver was watching and enjoying every moment of her performance. She yelled at me, "I don't give a shit. Make sure you drive so he.