A colleague, Alan, decided to take pity on the lonely British guy and invited me to a party at NYU, his old alma mater where he’d studied economics....’m forever grateful to Alan because that invitation changed my life, as that’s where I met Sue. She was the quietest and to my eye the prettiest, of a gaggle of four semi-drunk nurses. The four of them had just returned from a holiday in the U.K. and so they wanted to talk about all things British. And never being much of a party animal, I was all. This is my first real relationship so I have to make it work. Mat and I are about to enter a Gay bar when I notice someone familiar, Mikashi is standing at the bar talking to this guy. He looks good. Tight black T shirt and jeans, something I like on men. He looks over at me and smiles that creepy smile. What a playboy. Through the night I notice him dancing with about ten different guys, and none of them seem to care. Maybe It's just me that cares when a man is being a whore. Mat had to go. She was in her last year of school and she had really filled out the last year or so. Her tits were really looking nice in her sweater and she had really a nice looking ass on her, I could feel my cock getting aroused just looking at her. I was a couple years older then her so was more aware of my sexual needs. We had fooled around a little before, but had never really done anything, like what I was thinking now. She kind of displayed her body in front of me, as she knew I was looking at her. . She smiled, stepping up to me. She spun in place, as if she wanted me to admire her dress.My mouth hung open. The stakes had gone up yet again. "Just what the hell do you think you are doing?" I finally said."It's nice to see you again too, Stephen," April said.***"Why are you posing as my wife? What can you possibly hope to gain?"She giggled. So much like April it hurt. The way she smiled and moved, all exactly like my wife--only the wife I married five years ago not the person I'd arrived.