We’ve endured a lot together over the years and I know she loves me a lot, so I’m secure.My friend, on the other hand, is alone now. I’ve always...felt he had a crush on my wife. He used to ask me a lot of personal questions. I’ve told him enough to keep him happy, but by far not everything. I’ve teased him about it and even sometimes teased my wife about it too. Lately, my wife and I talked a lot about our relationship and our time together. One day, she joking brought up when we used to. ” He lived locally and I guess just decided renting a room at the adjacent hotel with hopes of luring me to his room was worth the cost and effort. I took the note, just kind of laughed it off and told him to have a good night and I departed the club. Well, once I got to my car, I looked at the napkin again, looked at the clock on my dash and it was only 30 minutes until 1am. I sat in my car debating with myself, but as I kept recalling his huge cock it was becoming harder to resist the. I wondered what would happen if I was fucked by more than one stranger - one after another after another. How many orgasms would I have then?The more I thought of it the harder my nipples became and the more excited I became. My right hand moved down my body to my pussy and my finger started to caress my lips. My other hand found my breast and started to play with my tits. My right hand explored my labia and vulva until it found my magic button which was already dilated and eager for some. They explained a lot ofthings.Where I come from is Disasterville...Phoebe wrote these words into her online journal, at the start of a newentry.She was a runaway. She was a problem child. Except, at nineteen, shewasn't a child any more. Her last shrink had informed her that she had aproblem with intimacy. She nearly laughed in his face. Come to think ofit, maybe she had. You needed to Ph.D. to figure this out? You needed anM.D.? Her last boyfriend had told her that and he didn?t even have.