Jack, she knew, was very sexually experienced. He had told her over dinner that he had been married three times and had admitted that he found it diff...cult in settling into a monogamous relationship. He had had a lot of relationships, mostly with married women. She had asked him why, married women. “Because they are mostly looking for fun and nothing too serious,” he had responded. “Do you think Don will return tonight?” he asked her. “His room is only just down the hallway.” She shook her. I had a vape pen in my pocket I was hitting so hard I could have caught an assault charge. That is to say that I was stoned and walking into very dangerous new territory. My hand was stamped and the military-grade velvet rope was removed from my path. I stepped cautiously into the main room. It was dark, and the music was loud. Mirrors all over the walls gave the place an illusory feel. There was a woman with caramel skin and pink bikini bottoms twirling effortlessly around a silver pole.. (I don’t know the measurements but her ass was big enough for me to get horny :p ) I was doing a challenge called nofap in which you should refrain yourself from watching porn, masturbation and having sex.Nofap started to have a toll on me since I was not masturbating or fucking my aunt for many days. I was thinking of other ways on how to satisfy myself and an idea struck my mind.I was waiting for the correct time and opportunity.After a week, the opportunity came in the form of a marriage. He was husky and tan, a bit older than her, but that didn’t matter. She had opened up the bakery/catering business across the street for this very reason. Some may call this stalking, but to her it was a way to get to know him. Admiring him from afar was safe, but somehow this seemed far more exciting. She wondered how long it would be before he became a regular customer, and would he recognize her right away? What would she say? She continued to stare out the window and rolled out her sugar.