I slowly opened the door & found the room main room empty and a porno playing on a large screen tv. I sat on the lounge & felt my self relax. i also f...lt a raging hard on start to develop in my tight jeans. Thinking the orgasmic sounds I had heard were from the porno I decided as I was alone I would take off my jeans & slowly start to masterbate to the video. My cock sprung to life, knowing anyone could walk in at any time as I stroked my cock just added to the excitement. But then I head more. When she told him she wanted a “date night”, something they had done earlier in their marriage when they wanted a time of special affection he was puzzled as hell.She fixed a nice dinner and served lots of wine. Her hair was fixed and she had on a négligée he hadn’t seen in a long time. She seemed back to her sweet old self that he remembered from when they were first married. He was one confused guy.She insisted they shower together and teased him with her touches and rubbing her body against. “I stripped the guestroom bed and did a load of laundry, including your duds. The quilt will have to go to the cleaners and I hope they can do something for it. From the look of it, I’d say you consumed quite a bit of pizza. It makes a stain with staying power.”“Oh, God -- I’m sorry,” she said. “I’ll pay for the cleaners.”“Is any of this coming back to you?”“It’s so foggy ... I do remember feeling sick ... I remember the hangover. I was in bed ‘til one in the afternoon.”“I checked on you during. I have changed the lady’s name for obvious reasons and I’m not disclosing mine…well, just because I don’t want to . Old beats before my time filled the nightclub; it was Friday Disco night – a place where Flock of Seagulls could combine with Jimi Hendrix in the same setting. It usually catered with people slightly older than average than the usual nightclub, yet young people still enjoyed it, I enjoyed it. Nostalgia combined with the buzzing of bridal veils of hen parties unleashed on.