Quickly I made my way past the streetlamps, knowing that if I missed this bus I would have a fifteen minutewait, and late arrival at work was always a... uncomfortable experience.As I walked my aching thighs and calves reminded me of the previousevening. It had been one of our rare evenings of quality time together.Normally my wife worked late or went out with her friends to a club,but last night had been the big match and she had promised me she wouldstay home to watch it. I had made the evening. She tells me I’ve been waiting so long for this and starts getting naked in the car I start touching on her and she’s telling me I can’t wait to feel your cock in me. I can’t wait for you to sit on my face as I eat that perfect pussy. She started sucking my dick and it was amazing I tell her god damn your heads bomb she says experience and winks I say your a little slut huh you love dick and she says yes I am daddy. I tell her I can’t wait to fill you full of cum she tells me yes daddy I left. The other gurls look a little defeated. (Well tough titty gurls, I'm hereto win). The most remarkable incident is one of the aerialists, the onefrom Stratford has so many tassels and streamers on hir skirt, sie pantshirself when sie is performing a drop. Also one of the other gurls, inan equally impractical outfit, decided to do hir number in heels. I knowfor 98% of this event we are in the air for this, but you still got toland. Sie, perhaps predictably, breaks a heel and goes crashing down. "There was a pregnant pause, and then Carrie sighed and stood up. The bed creaked, relieved of her pressure. She reached towards her pile of clothes and started getting dressed. "I'm not going to force you or anything, Natalie. That wasn't a promise or anything, just ... a hope."I could hear it in her voice ... frustration, resignation, her hope and love tonight spoiled once again. I just couldn't be that girl anymore.I reached out and caught Carrie by the arm. "Forget I said anything. I said I.