That was about the time I started to arrange nights out with my firends and girls from work. The nights out might had started out fairly tame, a meal ...nd a bar afterwards, being hit on my a few guys. But it was the nightclubs I really enjoyed, the guys would hit on me while dancing and I could tell if they were big when we danced closely.I bet you at least have your cock out and are playing with it now, if I'm home call me.It was only hard flirting at first and then one night this guy had seen. I knew these men. Not persoally, most of them at least, but from seeing them at the school for different events. They went to PTA meetings, school carnivals, silent auctions, movie nights, and talent shows; and now they were in the beginning stages of an all-out gang bang of my wife....during back-to-school night! We had all volunteered to do some sort of set-up, tear down, work the tables kinda jobs throughout the evening. This bullshit usually keeps the school pretty crowded for hours and. She adored it, she worshipped it, she lived for it. Which is kind of hard when your boyfriend hates it.Most mornings, Tracy woke up craving a cigarette. And a fuck. Question is, if you can’t do them at the same time, which do you do first? Generally speaking, the cigarette won.This particular Monday morning, Tracy got up extra early because she had a job interview to go to. Actually, she got up early because she was desperate for a cigarette, and she knew that there was a chance she might. True to form, he was all decked out in his tailored suit and everything. What a gentleman and what a stud! “Hi baby,” I said back to him as we hugged and embraced in the doorway. After a second or two, or maybe five or ten, I loosened my arms around him and kissed him on the lips. His lips parted and we French kissed like two teenagers at the movies. I could feel his breathing speeding up and I reached around behind him and grabbed both of his ass cheeks in my hands. He stopped kissing me.