“Why can’t you stay with your parents? No, it’s not that. I’ve just got some guy doing some decorating, everything’s a mess downstairs. Fine... Okay Grace, I’ll pick you up tomorrow morning. See you then, gorgeous.”Aiden picked up his bag and headed towards the kitchen. He poked his head around the door frame, “I’m off now Mr. Biggs, see you first thing tomorrow.” John gave a quick nod and Aiden made for the front door. He couldn’t help but wonder who this Grace girl could be. His daughter? The. I arched my back up against him in response. I could feel the thoughts in my head getting hazy, in their place pure instinct took over. I fought against him and dug my nails into his back pulling his shirt over his head, and throwing it onto the floor where I was left with nothing less than his perfect body pressed bare against mine. His lips fell roughly onto mine, overwhelming me with sudden desire. I pulled at his belt, undoing it as he undid the clasp to my bra and took my breast into his. I slowly glanced around the bar. It was late and getting quieter, and I noticed the bar girl subtly looking our way. I tilted my head, pretending to look away but worked out that from her angle, she could see my hand in the crotch area of my wife. Not directly see, but easily tell what I was doing under the dress. My wife meanwhile was rubbing my ever-growing bulge through my trousers, her placement well hidden by the table which was fortunate, as there was no subtlety to what she was doing. I. .." I was almost crying. I knew it had been too good... what could he want? "What Robert, what do you want... just tell me... obviously you have me right where you want me..." "Well I'll think about the details, but right now you're going to crawl over here on your hands and knees and suck my fucking dick... and don't you dare look up" The way he said it left no question and actually caused a slight stir in my soft dick. I slithered off the bed and crawled over to him. "Start with my balls.