I lay a jumper on the ground and lay down with my husband next to me. As he stuck his tongue deep into my mouth, his hand slid down, undid my trousers...and slipped inside my knickers. As his fingers reached my clit my husband groaned at the wetness he found and I moaned into his mouth at the relief of him hitting the spot, I had been craving to be touched. He rubbed his thumb over the clit feeling it swell and respond. I resisted the urge to moan out loudly, in the back of my mind thinking. I could have kissed her right there and then; replacing her drink with my intoxicated lips. Maybe she wouldn’t notice and would reciprocate in kind.The sounds from within the black hole started to pervade all the areas of the club. I imagined hands groping and pleasuring the woman inside. Hands that stroked her thighs, tickled behind her knees, stroked her breasts, caressed her whole body and tweaked her nipples. I saw so many hands probing the box, all without names; but all providing a source. I got to check out men's asses, stare at their bulges, watch them get naked in the showers after football practice, you name it. There had been so many times where I'd be sat with a towel over my erection, just watching these guys chat to one another without any clothes on. I had spent countless minutes jacking off in the changing stalls, ejaculating into my hands and lapping it all up to get rid of the evidence.My best friend, Jordan, was completely unaware of the fact that I liked guys. I. ” I gave her a wave as she pulled out the drive. I shut the front door, complete freedom on my own until Bill gets home. I smiled to myself, I hadn’t looked forward to something like this for ages. I showered and then put on a tight T-shirt and skirt without underwear. The flow of blood to my groin was already on the increase, my pussy tingled with anticipation. I put a roast in the oven, it would be easy to serve and more importantly not critical with when we needed to sit down and eat. I.