Just a beat, and we draw closer still. I kiss your neck and trace your outline, finding the silk hollows and feeling you arch back into me… and in t...e darkness the light flashes over us. When you find me and draw me with your hands, deeper into the small of your back and the dip of your rump, I recognize this place and I swell and I fill. You reach and turn to kiss me and I want that too, to know your tongue dance with mine and to pass hot breath between us, but it is impossible as we are,. Fifteen minutes later I locked my door and walked down the hallway with my bag on my back half full of clothes and my laptop. I walked through the common area where a bunch of girls was giggling, whispering, and pointing in my direction with big silly grins on their faces.I chuckled and shook my head, oblivious to what they were saying. I walked out to my car and checked my phone for any messages before I left, but there were none. If I were to be honest, I’d have to say that I was slightly. ‘What are we doing?’ I whispered, more to myself than to Brad. He dropped his forehead down to mine, eyes closed. ‘Nothing, Cat. Yet,’ he whispered back. My eyes closed in response, attempting to find some logic or reason. I turned my head and rested it on his shoulder, his arms coming around me, one hand closing on the nape of my neck, the other lazily stroking my back. My own arms closed around his slender waist. ‘Let’s go back to the table,’ he suggested. ‘I don’t want to be thrown out of. I was sort of rooting for my wife to fend off this grope, but on the other hand I didn't want her to blow the deal. Tipping the scale was that my cock was getting tingly under the table, watching this older dude getting a sneaky squeeze of my wife's thigh.Carol's jaws were clenched as she talked, and Jack got me back into the conversation. A few minutes later, when I was able to look back discreetly under the table, I was fortunate enough to catch the exact moment when Carol surrendered, when.