It's David, the club owner. God he looks so hot in that tight shirt showing off his muscles. How I wish those arms were around me. “Oh hey Dave, ho...’s it going?” “Great thanks, can I buy you a drink tonight?” I say yes whilst walking over to the bar with him; I can feel his eyes on me as he walks behind me. I suddenly feel a tight grip on my hand as he pulls me onto the dance floor. “How about a dance instead?” I smile as a sign of I would love to, feeling his hands on my hips pulling me. Once plugged in I could hear much more detail. "Is this what you wanted?" He saidMy wife moaned. "Is this what you've come for?" Yes" she moanedI'd totally missed this audio on the first viewing. I was like an addict, craving more detail. Any tiny minute detail. As I poured over the video for a fourth time, my phone buzzed and another video loaded up. This was longer, just short of 4 minutes. She was still sitting in the same position, but now her panties were gone, I just caught a glimpse of. In the real world these are among the most damaging perversionsabuses of power and breeches of trust. Dont confuse fantasies affairs, underage sex, and incestuous sex with realityno matter how titillating or stimulating. There are things in this story that are horrifying libido-killers for me even in fantasy: as a writer, I follow the characters, I dont lead them. So dont fuck little girls or little boys, dont cheat on the people who care about you. Fantasy is not reality. If you read Tolkien. Alex was momentarily taken by surprise at the boldness of Beth's putting his hand on her breast, but when he felt his cock kick into high gear in growing hard, he suddenly realized that she was wanting him to fuck her, right then, right there in her own bedroom. Alex fought the temptation for a moment to pull his hand away from Beth's rounded breast and excuse himself before making his way hastily out the front door. Almost as quickly he realized that this was just what he'd hoped on more than.