One chair sat in the center of the room, just inside the candlelit area.He turned and closed the door, and locked it and strode confidently to the cha...r. He picked the program up off the seat and sat down, placing the single rose in his lap.He opened the program and read, smiling."A Private Recital by Stephanie Davis.1. Moonlight Sonata -- Beethoven2. Fur Elise -- Beethoven3. Your Song -- John/Taupin"He looked up when he heard her shoes clicking on the tile floor as she approached from the. He trailed off as if another thought was invading his mind “What if there is a hidden passage? “Well how about we find out.” he said with a sheepish grin. He made his way to the surface and came back a few minutes later holding a candle. She looked at him quizzically “What is a candle supposed to do?”. That was one of the things he loved about her was her curiosity “It is a candle that produces an harmless smoke, if there is say a hidden passage this should reveal it by showing the air. ?’ ‘Could be, do you know who he reminds me of?’ ‘No.’ ‘You, Dearest, you.’ ‘Well. He has good taste in women anyway.’ I picked my wife up and carried her to our bedroom. She purred as she kissed my face while I carried her. I placed her gently on her feet. She was wearing a little cropped top that belonged to Molly and a pair of jeans. I sat on the bed and stood her in front of me. I peeled of the little top and revealed she wore nothing under it. I nuzzled her breasts and searched for and. "Meet me outside and we'll head over there and then I can do this right and we can both enjoy ourselves without being confined to this booth." "I left first and within only five minutes or so he joined me." "My name's Mike," he introduced himself. "I'm Ed," I answered. "Nice to meet you." "Same here," he answered and we shook hands. We were being quite polite for a couple of guys about to enjoy a mutual sucking session for the first time. Well the first time for me that is. I couldn't say.