"I got a very dirty look from Cindy. I knew that she was starting to feel some jealousy towards Julia."Ok, well I better get going. See you tonight Ju...ia."I walked Cindy to the door and kissed her goodbye before rejoining Julia in the kitchen."So, what do you want to talk about first?" Sex first, talk later."She grabbed my hand and nearly dragged me upstairs to the bedroom. Our clothes were off and we were in bed kissing and fondling each other in a flash. We went at this for about 2 hours. ..”Yes, almost every night. We take breaks for a few days when she’s on her period, even though Nikki says ‘Why not? It washes right off!’ and on the occasions where we find ourselves geographically separated. But aside from those occasions – EVERY NIGHT. Sometimes we find times during the day, too. Or at random spots in the schedule.Never. No man has the right to be this lucky.Aftermath. Simple, loving ennui.“Gonna be sticky.” She wiggled against me. “Wanna?”“Always.”Sixty-nine. Another for. Overall, the effect was very Dutch with only clogs needed to replace the authority of those stilettos. Since that day I have contemplated many times the difference between strippers who can and cannot carry off a gig. I have concluded that, in essence, there are two ingredients. A lot depends on their face. Irrespective of their bodies, girls who engage eyeball contact, girls who pout, but above all girls who smile are the girls who succeed where others fail. The other ingredient is. It felt like tonight would never get here. But now he was here, in the restaurant they’d chosen, waiting to meet her in person for the first time.It was crazy, he knew that for sure. He shouldn’t be here. They’d met online a while back when he’d messaged her about tech support. They’d hit it off instantly and spent many hours texting back and forth. Sometimes silly messages, sometimes sexy, but they knew it was all just in good fun, wasn’t it? They were both married, and happily so. They joked.