We talked for a little while about generalities and she mentioned that she walked for exercise and to keep in shape. She was looking at me when I look...d down directly at her butt and told her it was working. I saw her eyes take a quick glance at my lap. I know in the back of her mind she was wondering about my size and her dream. She smiled and said she had to keep moving so her behind wouldn't get too big. I told her I thought she looked perfect and as she was leaving I said, "Sweet Dreams.". “If there’s ever one thing I can promise you, it’s that I’ll never run around on you. I never did on Beth, and God knows she deserved that from me.”She chuckled about that.“I know you won’t,” she told me confidently. “I could tell how much her cheating hurt you when you told your story on Thursday. Next week, you’ll get to hear some of the others. Normally, we talk about our week and take some time to discuss how we’re processing things.”“Heh,” I chuckled. “I can’t wait to share last night with. The suspense is killing." Imogen grabbed her phone, scrolled, tapped and put it to her ear. The mechanical purr of the ringing tone spilled into the room, shortly followed by the cheery voice of Becky, tinny yet clearly audible in the comparative silence of the room. "Hey Immy, where the fuck are you, biatch?" Ryan rolled his eyes and mouthed, "Immy?" Imogen shoved him. "Hey Becks. Lost you last night. I know we were at Mint early on. Having memory trouble after that." "We hooked up with the IT. My mouth was a little dry from the excitement and I had to calm down. This was not the first cock I had sucked but it was so thrilling thinking that I did not even know what the guy looked like. I felt like a total slut. I started licking his shaft and I heard him moan over the videos playing. After treating his cock like a lollipop for a while, I took it in my mouth. I was trying to imitate what I thought my wife had done a few minutes ago. I felt his cock get harder in my mouth. My own cock.