I had forgotten that I was in just a robe until I felt my hardon poking out the front of it. What is wrong with me, why is this turning me on? I am no... sure why, but I stood there and just watched for a few more minutes. They now had their hands all over her, and had pulled her dress up over her waste. Then one of them pulled her panties to the side and started to play with her sleeping pussy. I saw him pull his fingers out of her, and let his buddy give them a sniff. Then the other guy started. When we started dating I understood you were not in a relationship. You lied to me and to your boyfriend. How do I know you won’t do the same thing to me? The trust is broken but truthfully, I was beginning to think dating you was a bad idea before I found out about this. You were always too eager to flirt and to run around evenings without me. When I marry I want a woman who wants to spend her life with me, not just live with me and be with me when she can’t find anything more interesting to. She was so beautiful, and oh my what a cock. I had only ever been with women and did not consider myself gay, but for some reason I wanted to suck that cock. I cannot recall how many loads of spunk I blew looking at those pages of Shannon, she was so gorgeous.Realizing I wanted more than pictures, I borrowed a tabloid from a friend of mine called "The Spectator". In it were ads to meet people and after overcoming a few initial jitters I called a girl's number (I don't remember her name)...it. Walking directly up to the bouncer, she stood on her tip toes and gave him a kiss on the cheek. The bouncer, an enormous black man, smiled and stepped aside, letting us in."Thanks Nick," I heard her say as we walked past.Inside of Rage, the club was multi-level, with the bottom floor being the bar area and the general dance floor, a combination of hip hop and some rock music playing loudly. Following Liz, we walked up a winding flight of stairs. The second floor had more of a techno music.