I learned later that we were violating the unwritten rules of the club since it was our only connection, but at the time, I simply thought it was the ...ext level of our relationship. I mean we met, danced, had a bunch of laughs, made love, and now seemed to be dating. Okay, I know the order isn’t typical, but it was working for us. Over just several days, it was as if we were proceeding down the ‘normal’ path, just not in the normal order. We became a regular fixture at the club and even those. She was lying on top of me and her breasts were rubbing on my chest. I felt like I was going to explode!We rolled around for quite a while, fondling and rubbing each other.Unexpectedly, she knelt and lowered her face into my crotch. Opening hermouth, she guided my throbbing cock into her warm mouth. She started sucking on me. My hands surrounded her head, her soft hair was tantilizing. I don't know if my hands were guiding her head as it started going up and down, or if I was more of a. My cunt is twitching around him as he begins to fuck me in earnest, my body responding to him, urging him on, harder, faster, deeper. My senses are overloaded; his body is all I can feel. There's an animalistic look in his eyes as he pounds me; this is not the sensual lovemaking I'd envisaged. This is pure, raw lust. With each thrust, he takes a little more of me; all I want is to give him pleasure. He is making me his. The heat between us is growing. I'm throbbing around him, the familiar. Cora’s response to that was, “I’ve been tempted too. Perhaps you should avail yourself since it would just be sex and not really an affair. What would you think of me if I had a sex-buddy, as I think they called them now?”He wasn’t sure but then he realized the double standard that still hung on. They didn’t talk about it again until he was leaving for his next project time. Cora told him to try it and email how it worked out. She promised to let him know before she tried anything.Her husband.