'I was about to go when you came', I defiantly stated, with a hint of teenage ire in my voice, but his mellowed softness quashed my rising heat, 'You ...ook cold, like some tea', he countered?I followed him down the darkened hallway into a small booth, where he stood and collected hard cash from the desperate men looking for sexual gratification from the celluloid imagery.'Sit here'. He proffered me a seat in an old beaten brown leathered couch, and I put my satchel down on the floor beside it. His hand slowly slid up her back and undid the knot in her bikini top walking backwards so that their bodies were neck deep in case anyone saw what was going on. He pulled away momentarily for her to take the bikini top off releasing her breasts as he looked down lifting her higher and starting to kiss them all over she gasped feeling his tongue flick against her hard nipples and pushed his head harder against her chest as she wrapped her legs around him groaning slightly through her lips as. Dinner talk was filled with innuendos of what we were in for at the club that night. I drilled Chris with questions and scenarios, slowly having my mind put at ease. Nothing like the fear factor to keep you on edge! He made it clear that 'women rule' and nothing would happen that I didn't wish for, let alone instigate. My mind spun out, imagining the club – its seductive lighting, pelvic-grinding music – smiles full of invitation and bodies craving to be touched. Just as our pasta plates where. It wasn't three minutes later that the door bell rang. David stood up to answer the door as Sabrina stood a short distance away. David looked back at his wife seeing that she looked extremely nervous. A turn of the handle and David pulled the open.After greeting David with a hand shack, Charlie zeroed in on Sabrina taking both her hands as he leaned forward giving her a gentle peek on the lips. That little peek was enough to get David's body tingling with excitement. Charlie couldn't help but.