I remembered lying on my bed in my bedroom, which was next to the living room, and listening to my mother talk with her friends about 'grownup stuff'....Did Saralinda feel like that now, as she pretended not to be listening to us?This was grownup stuff. Joanne was a good friend, a close friend, and I was about to have to say goodbye to her. It's not like I'd never see her again, but it would never be the same. We would no longer be on the same boat ... Nor in it.And it wasn't really something I. ”“What do you mean?” I asked, distracted by Alia’s question. I had deduced that Alia had given a blowjob and a hand job to Jack, but not even in my wildest dreams did I imagine that Jack and my wife would be doing something naughty now. But now that Alia had pointed it out, my imagination went into overdrive. The hand that was behind my wife all of a sudden seemed to be cupping my wife’s ass cheeks, While my wife’s hand seemed to be around Jack’s cock as she slowly stroked him.“You know it has. ..” She looked unresolved, but wasn’t any less rigid beneath him.“I’m not defending myself,” he said. “I’ve been stupid tonight and done things to you I shouldn’t have done. Especially on a first date with kids in the household.” He shook his head. “But Jesus, Alicia, I’ve wanted you since the moment I saw you. I don’t want to leave like this. I don’t want to fucking leave, at all! Tell me to stay. Tell me you want me to stay.”She regarded him a long time. “I want you to stay.” She grinned. Phir humne dinner kiya aur main so gaya, next day Sunday tha maine kaha ki raat ko maine peeni hai main yehi le kar aata hoon wo maan gayi main gaya aur ek bottle le kar aa gaya.shaam ko main peene baith gaya 3 glass peen eke baad mere man ka shaitan jag gaya aur maine usko kaha ki aa jao tum bhi piyo wo mana karti rehi maine kaha tumehe meri kasam peeni paregi, usko maine 1 glass main adhi se jyada sharab bhar ki di aur coke daal diya aur kaha ki ek he ghoont main pi lena saari phir maja.