‘No reason… just felt like giving you a hug,’ I mumbled lamely, ‘Sorry.’ ‘I didn’t say that I didn’t like it…’ she teased. Her fli...ting sent a small tingle of response rippling though my balls. For about the millionth time the thought entered my mind that she MUST know how I felt about her. This was not the first time that I had nearly made a real pass at her and we spent time nearly every day together, probably adding up to more hours than most married couples had in the average week.. The twisting and gentle pulling of her hair as her eyes close with the sensation, the raking of the fingernails up the back of her legs, tantalising the back of her knees, the delving and probing of her most secret parts denied to all other men, feeling the string of her tampon! Watching her sink deeper and deeper into the sensuousness of her feelings, hearing her breathing deepen then catch and exhale as some part she had not expected was treated to my attention.What better feeling is there. It felt like he was in paradise, like he shot straight pass cloud nine and on to something unexplored and a million times better. He only let her go when he heard a throat clear beside him. Looking to his left he saw Aélita standing with a man he didn’t know. “Aélita, how are you?”“Great!”“That’s good.” Looking at the man he held out his hand, “Hello, I’m Jeremy but most people call me Jer.”“Simon, I’m the Gay sometimes bi best friend of these two crazies that you already know.” He replied with. I’d brought up the fantasy a couple of times during our love making and although she never professed much interest, her body spoke differently and she got incredibly wet and turned on when I spoke about it. So I contacted the Dinner Club and used my clients’ recommendation and we got invited to the next event. Chloe and I have been married 10 years. We’ve always had a good sex life, not that adventurous, but close and satisfying. Chloe has always been the shyer of the two of us and I have a.