Sean shook his head to clear it and asked, “What hit me?”Chom managed to grab the door of the refrigerator and swung it open. He said, “We’ve ...ot to have some more of that stuff.”“Get out!” Sean’s mother screamed.“Where are you hiding it?” Pip asked pulling things out of the refrigerator.“She’s hiding it?” Chom asked turning to give Sean’s mother a look of distrust.Pip answered, “She must be hiding it. Wouldn’t you hide it if you had some?”“Yes, I would,” Chom answered.“Hide what?” Sean asked. ‘That way we can look over it again next weekend to make sure it’s perfect.’ ‘Sounds like a plan,’ Lori said with a stretch. ‘God, I don’t want to work tonight. I suppose you’ll be relaxing in the tub all night, huh?’ ‘Yeah, probably.’ ‘Bitch,’ she kidded. By the time we got home, I was horny as hell. All I wanted to do was follow Lori to her room and make love to her. But I couldn’t. She had to get ready for work. I resigned myself to a night alone with a bubble bath and a book. About a half. "He told Eric that he was pretty sure that I was not going to go all the way. Eric laughed and said that that was only what I said. He pointed out the way I was dancing and told my husband that if he did not watch it in a few months I would be fucking every black cock in sight.After the club we went back to our place and after a drink or two Eric sat next to me on the couch while my husband sat in a chair across from us.Eric and I kissed and then came the big moment. It almost seemed it was not. "You're a nice man. And you're not a weirdo; at least I don't think you are. You have my permission to put my pictures up on your profile. In fact I'm going to join that site myself." Really?" he said. "Here, I'll write down the URL." No," I said, "I remember it. And I'll write you." Oh God," Roger said. He looked at me for a moment and then turned quickly and went to his car.I walked back to mine.I did what I said I would do. And Roger and I kept in touch. I spent more time on the site than I.