“Well, if you’re not the most faithful of husbands, and I’m not the most faithful of wives, we’re both holding out on each other, aren’t we?...Besides, we can move in with them ... we’ve all been talking of moving in together, you know. All of us. Dan has many ... lovers, almost all of them other men’s wives. It works out for all of us. For the wives, for the husbands, for Dan, for his wife, etc.“As for why I haven’t told you ... it’s because ... I’m a bit ... scared, I guess. You are my husband. "I tried to talk to you a few times about it, but I'm going freaking crazy. I even bought a few Hustlers before all the porn stores closed." It's okay..." I said, not sure why I was lingering."Hey you could join in if you wanted..." Paul offered."Dude what the fuck?"But he only laughed."No need to be weird about Kev," Paul said. "It's like that show The Deuce, you know the one about porn in Times Square. Hey, if I had been born back then, I'd have totally jerked off next to another guy to see. At that point it no longer mattered. I was so horny that I had to have relief even if I had to risk being watched. Stepping into the last booth at the end of the aisle, I noticed that the door to the adjoining booth was shut. As I entered the booth, I noticed faint light coming through the booth next door and I heard the sounds of sex coming from its TV monitor. Someone was most certainly in the booth. I didn't care. I even decided I wanted to watch him. I closed and locked the door. Then. Through my partially closed eyes, I noticed them both looking at me with the hope that my dress will fall open. Moments later I started seductively scratching between the breasts as if I was having itching there. I kept my eyes closed and let my nipples pop out from time to time and pulling them in again. I increased my scratching both in intensity and the area to be covered till I reached to nipples scratching. Now I was openly exposing my nipples and scratching and pulling hard to make them.