You should check it out sometime.”“I’m always working. Paying for college is not easy.”“I hear you. Life is expensive. Not like when our par...nts helped us out.”“Right! My parents didn’t have a college fund. I had to take a lot of jobs to pay the bills.”“I hear you. Still, you should come by sometime. It’s a little fancy, so wear a nice dress and heels. I’m always there if you ever go.”“Maybe I will. Thanks.”The driver pulled in front of the club. Henry handed the driver a fifty and gave her a. I was acting on what felt good without the care of the outcome. One of my hands was under her shirt, slowly rubbing around her perky nipples. Her head was bent forward against the mirror and her long brow hair hanging over the sink. I was slowly kissing her soft neck and her ear. I lifted up her skirt and started felling her pussy, it was still wet, worm and slippery. Her lags started to spread as I was running my fingers along her completely soaked pussy. She arched her back towards me, and I. As I got up and tried to walk away my dad grabs my hand and pulled me onto the couth and my hand lands back where his hard cock was as he looked at me.“I know son I promised to buy you a car if you let me kiss you and you did, so I was thinking that if…” Paul said.“If what dad” I said.“If you would suck my cock and I would suck your and I buy you any add-on for the car you want” Paul said.I was shocked at what my dad just said I started thinking (hmm any add-on that a fair deal, no no no it my. Talking was as far as it had got. The problem was neither of us fancied advertising for partners and walking in to a sex club didn't really appeal either. We had a great sex life anyway and I suppose neither of us really worried too much but in the back of our minds it bubbled away.A new game developed where we would speculate which of our friends and associates 'might be up for it'!It was the thought of 'getting it wrong' and propositioning the wrong people that held us back. Imagine reading.