"I'm not going to see you tomorrow," he announced, and I frowned at him as his fingers gently rubbed at my shoulder and he shifted his hips forward, t...ngling his legs with mine. I could feel his flaccid cock, just against mine, and even as tired as I was, I pressed closer."Are you working?" I asked. "If you're working maybe I could stop by afterwards, or come see you... It's my last day, Seth. I'm leaving on Sunday morning."He let out a breath, and I watched him deliberately avoid my eyes. My. I was pretty well known in one of these clubs (and a couple of local bars). I think it was because I tipped well. Europeans don’t generally tip, so the bartender and girls always remembered me and would come over and even offer me a Johnny Walker Black-another unheard of thing in Europe-“the Buyback.”But the most fun and interesting part of this trip was my venture to the BDSM convention. It was amazing seeing all the people, outfits and newest objects that would hit the market. It was. ” She stepped back and took Cassie by the hand, turned and kissed her too.We both must of had a look of disbelief on our faces as they looked at us their arms around each others waste.“see mon cher” Cassie said. “we know you two are good friends, oui?” we shook our heads. “you share everything non?” We shook again. “but!” Marie said taking Rick’s hand and Cassie took mine. “You two have never shared us”“so” Cassie jumped in. “we like to switch today”“switch” I said looking at Rick. Fuck-buddy-Mike) and I were at Washington State, he couldn’t come to my dorm. I always had to go to his apartment to be fucked. Make no mistake, Mike and I fucked. We didn’t make love, except once, our last time together until Robert convinced me to go out with him again a couple years ago.Thinking about him then made me wonder if he’s with someone now. My dear husband had encouraged me to have an affair with him and we did, a very torrid affair for six months or so until he got too possessive.