Social mores about sex and procreation had evolved over time as well, and after a while humans adopted the attitude that relationships were fluid, mea...ing you could have sexual congress with any person or persons as you felt was appropriate. This negated the idea of marriage entirely, and soon humans of puberty and above began to form pairs or groups of people they were mutually attracted to, and they no longer referred to each other as "husband" or "wife," but instead simply as "mates."One. I told myself I was just horny and he was a reasonably attractive, if bland guy. Then again, that probably described me also.I spent the rest of the weekend stewing. I was horny, confused, and tired of myself. On top of it, my soon-to-be ex texted me that she was “sorry” and that I’d be served with the papers on Monday morning. She “hoped” we could do it painlessly. I only replied that I hoped so also. What else was there to say.She was as good as her word, as the server was waiting for me at. Especially since Doug was pressing his semi-hard cock up against Lisa’s ass and you could see the surprise and curiosity on her face.Now Lisa and I had talked about black guys and she said she never had an interest and just wouldn’t go there but I could tell that Doug was working his magic. Another 5 or so songs later and they came off the dance floor as I was chatting up one of Lisa’s friends. I looked over at Lisa and saw that familiar flush covering her upper chest and I knew right then she. ”“Really,” I responded, smiling. “And what do you want?” I asked, putting my empty mug down.“You know what I want,” she answered, leaning closer to me. I leaned forward too so that our faces were closer. Our eyes were locked on each other and I could feel my cock getting harder in my jeans. There was a heavy silence.“And what is it that you want?” I asked, teasing her, our eyes looking hungrily into each other’s eyes.“What we both want,” she said in a low voice, almost a whisper, moving her.