Sweat was dripping off their exposed flesh, the heat and closeness of their bodies creating a web of hot passion.The combination of hot summer air and...the amount of people dancing and mingling created a very feverish atmosphere. I wiped the sweat off my forehead and watched Christina on stage, performing her ass off and rocking the crowd. There was sexual tension everywhere.The girl on my right was a cutie, blonde, probably 18 or 19, wearing a tight little skirt and a ridiculously revealing. Only harder and faster."They both took a deep breath."I love being with you, Alan," Marissa said softly. "And it's not just about the sex. When you fuck me, it's because you need me. When you make love to me, it's because you ... you want me. I feel so comfortable with you. So safe. I haven't felt that way in a long time. And, no, I don't say that to all the guys. When I'm with you, I don't feel like you're trying to impress the people around you or that you're wanting to exert your power over. " Weren't they your clothes?" We moved into this house a year ago and there was a lot of oldfurniture and bits and pieces in it, nothing valuable, just junk. Wegot a man in to shift it all, we had to pay him, but he forgot to lookin the attic. I had a huge box that I mostly emptied but there weresome CD's and some old hardware manuals that I thought I'd better notthrow out. When I put the box in the attic I saw all these things lyingaround, mostly women's clothes but there was also a book. I asked her who would be the lucky one this time; but my sexy wife looked at me seriously and told me it was not my business…So, before ten o`clock I grabbed my laptop and kissed goodbye Ana, telling her I would be at my office again until she would call me to come back.I went directly to a coffee shop in the corner and stayed there looking out the window. Just twenty minutes later an unknown brand new car parked in front of our driveway; but I could not recognize who was the shadow descending.