After I cleaned up the things, I went sat near them reading up my magazines.I noticed that his friend was staring at me. I was kind of liking it but w...sn’t fully into it. So I left and lay on my bed, reading magazine, slowly dozed off to sleep. I felt thirsty in the middle of the night. Searched for the water bottle, but my lazy husband didn’t refill it.So I woke up and went into the kitchen to fetch some water and refill the bottle. I went there and switched on the lights. I saw my husband’s. They were members of a swinger's club in the city and I didn't much care for that so I just never really buddied up to them.Cathy was all smiles and invited him in. I'm not unfriendly so I invited Harry to have a seat in the living room. Right away Cathy asked if he would like a beer. That was my first clue that something was going on. We never kept beer, or any liquor for that matter, in the house. If any of my friends were coming over for a few drinks, they always knew to bring it with them.. After finishing the dinner, we left for my room.Truly, I was planning to comfort her with at most love. I felt that the sexual intimacy can be achieved through equivalent love. Once we reached my room, I proposed my love for her and this is the first instance that I directly conveyed my feelings for her. She blushed and told that she must be lucky to have me as lovable friend. I passionately kissed her in the lips and surrounded her waist with my hands. We continued kissing for some time and I. I seem to be overly talkative when I am extremely nervous. We learned the most important parts about each other that first dates seem to be curious about. We were so engrossed in each other that the lunch hour passed immediately and we had to say goodbye. I wasn’t sure what to do at this point. I hadn’t been on a date in more than a decade, and then I was a teenager. Did I pay for my half, or say nothing? Is he supposed to kiss me, even just a peck? Or should we shake hands? Or hug? I really.