After a couple more bourbons he told me the story that was on his mind. Strangers in bars often share personal stories about things that trouble them,...things they would never discuss with family or friends. He told me that he was married for five years and still madly in love with his wife, but that he had to work some things out in his mind. He spoke about finding something out that rocked him to his core. He told me that his wife had gone out last week with her girlfriends and didn’t get home. "Oh my God, my chief, Oh Mikey. Come on, make me come, Oh oh, yes," Bree moaned.My penis gratefully responded with a surge of hot ecstasy, shooting up from way down. My come splashed inside her sending her quivering into her climax. "Yes, Mikey. Yes, that's it, mmmm. That's it, my chief," she said and relaxed in my arms. She covered my face in kisses as I slowly slid my turgid member back out of her love tunnel. "Yes, I am now completely yours. Do me, whenever. Do with me whatever."We untangled. Everyone is pretty easygoing. Let me tell you a little about the guys. You know that thing inside I was telling you about, that we both have, about wanting to be with a man sometimes? Well, all these guys have the same thing. These guys are all very successful businessmen and professionals. None of us can take a chance on society finding out about what we like to do in secret, it would ruin our lives. So, many years ago, a group of guys started this Club, to give us a safe place where we can. And we did draw attention! Other patrons at the supper club seemed to stare like we were celebrities or something. It felt?magical.Henry was magical: Funny, intelligent, charming. I suppose they don't let anyone into med school unless they meet social criteria. I found myself liking him more and more and forgetting about that silly schoolgirl crush I had on Roberto. Through it all, Sheri knew. Her knowing looks all through dinner told me she understood.After the third glass of wine, I found.