Angles, hues, and shapes I've never seen until you. We flew by those night streets, a surreal blur of towering buildings and warm neon lights. It was ...lmost alien to me. There was no music on even though I always had the radio playing. Logic would simply say I never turned it on because my hand was entwined with yours. I think it was something deeper, something without a name. I was meant to just listen to the smooth hum of the road, the noise soothing to me. At times, your hand opened. I would. " He paused in thought. "Would you mind waiting until then though? It ... it just seems to be a bit more romantic, on our own and with a double bed." You're right again, my Hal. You really are a bit of a romantic yourself, aren't you?" I dunno. I just thought dress up a bit, have a special dinner and then all on our own to wake up in the morning and not have to go and look at sheep or even bloomin' pigs." He chuckled. "Mind you, knowing you, you might prefer to go and kiss bullocks' noses. ”“Please, if you weren’t married you’d be begging for me to have my whole body on top of you, not just my hand on your ass. And age ain’t got shit to do with anything, you still think I’m hot right now.”He was probably right on both statements. The latter one was right for sure. But my whole marriage, I had never even so much as thought about being with another man. I made out with another man one while we were still dating and in college, but I never went any farther than that. I didn’t want. Every time she tried to sit up, he firmly pushed her back down. He continued licking her in this frustrating way for what felt like forever, so that Christina was pleading with him to help her. He pulled his fingers out of her, and held them to her lips. Without thinking, she took them into her mouth and sucked hard on them, tasting herself. He stood up and unbuckled his trousers, still with his fingers filling her mouth. She stared at his erection, wanting it desperately. He pulled her mouth.