Realizing all the seats were taken Chris responded "Sure pull up a chair." The man introduced himself as Reginald Marks. He came here to meet his frie...d who apparently owned the club. Chris and Reginald chatted as they sat there drinking. Jamie had remained mostly quiet as she tried to keep her attention off the amazing feeling covering her body, and the every growing excitement in between her legs.After about another thirty minutes of drinking the ecstasy had completely kicked in for Jamie,. Next her hand moves up to my shaft and begins to rub gently up and down its length, all the while I'm squeezing and gripping her delightful arse.Slowly, and as quietly as a mouse she unzips my fly and expertly dips her hand inside to pull out my eager cock.I try to stifle a gasp and look up nervously at Steve. He is following the beam of his lights, focussing on the road in front of him, while my wife continues to talk to him about our children. Thankfully, the roads are deserted at this time. Who is this third party? I had plenty of time to relax, watch the snow fall, listen to the wind in the branches, and dream. We ate the apples and pears Robert had picked up. We would need some energy to go skiing in a little while. My husband lounged/read his book at one end of the long sofa under one lamp. I had the other end: we could ‘play footsie’ all we wanted. My new lover was in the easy chair, scribbling in a notebook. I looked at that face of his. What was his major? Playing college. Well, love seems to be a mysterious thing: it caresses you and makes you happy; it hurts you and makes you wish to die. And for all those crestfallen people who lost faith in love, it is only an illusion we create for the moment to convince ourselves that we are not alone, although we were born alone, we live alone and we die alone. And this is where my story begins:My name is Theodor, but everybody just calls me Ted (and my friends even Teddy), I’m sixt**n years old, 5’7” tall, not very.