There were some opened and closed doors and small cubicles with no doors at all. Suddenly he heard a loud moan as the music took a lull and he stopped...in his tracks. The next moan was louder and he looked around to try and see where it came from. He stood against the wall and listened as he saw another figure appear around the corner and walk in his direction. Chris was big enough to fill the narrow passageway as he turned slightly to allow the guy some space to pass but hey both made the turn. So I called Cliff to let him know I was alright but had drank to much to drive home and would be staying with my friend Angie from work."Is she a whore like you? Stay with whoever you want, fuck whoever you want." Yes she is a whore like4 me Cliff, that's how we survive when our husbands don't or won't even try to take care of us." Sherry I don't give a damn about you or what you do" and he hung up.I sat there thinking, why should I care about what he thinks, he doesn't care one damn bit about. Moria grinned to herself when she felt his erection against her thigh, he wouldn't last long."Moria?" Luke's voice yanked her out of her revelries."Hmm?" She asked wondering what was up. Suddenly his hand moved from its resting place on her knee and plunged into her. The shock was too much for Moria, she cried out in bliss and surprise as she arched her back for him. Instead of pumping his long fingers rhythmically in and out of her like normal he stayed motionless. When she finally could. We’d both been stranded with our extra-curricular lover for an extra day due to a heavy snow storm. When I arrived home after work that evening, Michelle was home waiting for me. We embraced and kissed much as we have for the last seventeen years. I was nearly desperate to kiss my wife after the pleasure I knew she’d had with Shaun. I needed to know she still loved me. After all, it’d been sixteen days since we’d seen each other. We’d never been apart that long since that time she joined me in.