This is enough to start building a tightness in my legs and abdomen. I take a deep breath and reach for the wine instead of letting myself cum. Taking...another small sip, I close my eyes and picture my husband, Cooper. I think of his charcoal black hair and chocolate eyes. My eyes venture further down and imagine his strong arms and chiseled abs. In my mind I unbutton his slacks to release his bulging cock. I moan a little but I am to deep into my thoughts about Cooper that I barely notice. I. The two weeks leading up to that, I made a bunch of “preparations” in that I sold some of my older clothes and with the money I bought a bunch of things I deemed girly: a pair of pink skate shoes, a frilly black top and a Very short pair of shorts, it was so short that it barely covered my butt cheeks. I also bought some pink nail polish.This is one of the repressions during my hetero relationship, she would never allow me to do anything that was considered “girly” and always told me to “man. I backed away and walked back to the patio and then turned around and started walking back toward the garage hollering out:"Cindy! Cindy! Are you out here?"Cindy and John came out from behind the garage, "We were just out here for a breath of fresh air," said John.We returned to the party and for the next two hours I kept a pretty close eye on my bride.It was a pretty quiet ride home and I didn't bring up what I'd seen until we got home and were undressed and in bed."You and John seemed to get. We found ourselves in a totally different atmosphere, low moody lights and a peaceful sound of trance over the air made us want to settle into one of the large sofas along the wall, and of course another trip to the bar at the far end for two whiskey on the rocks to relax with. Sandy moved to the beat while she waited, a slow motion beauty with her arms swaying and curvacious body mesmerizing all that watched on.Drinks in hand and dancing my way towards a dark corner I sat in comfort and.