He sighed and ran a hand through his hair. It was a bloody holiday and as all his well-meaning friends said, he should get out and try to stop broodin.... Fine. He'd go to a Muggle pub and find someone tall, dark, and brooding. Maybe for a moment eh could pretend that it was Sirius. It wouldn't suit but he could always fantasize. And if he found a nicely Alpha top and he didn't have to see the man's face, all the better.He looked up at a sign, deciding that this pub would do as well as any. It. " Her speech was definitely slurring."Okay," I responded. I held out my hand and said, "ladies first." She giggled lightly behind her hand and started up the stairs, very slowly. She gripped the handrail for support but she still was very measured in her steps.As I was standing there behind her, I had time to notice the hot outfit she was wearing. She had on a tight, black cotton sleeveless top and a psychedelic ultra-mini skirt, both of which hugged her small frame very nicely. I also couldn't. She then turned a met my lips with a full and wanton desire. After a long intimate kiss I began to take her top off and leaving only her bra which I then began to fondle and pinch her hard nipples through the fabric which resulted in reactions I have never witnessed from her before. She began moaning and her breathing was the hardest ever. She then reached behind her back and undid the clasp and let her bra fall from her shoulders. I stood back and was amazed at her tits, they were full,. ’There was a long silence. Eventually, Martin said: ‘If you really feel that way, do you really see this open relationship working?’ He wasn’t angry or sad or disappointed; he sounded calm and genuine. Like he really cared for me. ‘Don’t let yourself get hurt by this,’ he said.I didn’t have to wait long for Emile to take the first step in our open relationship.On a Saturday morning in mid-October, Emile went shopping with one of her friends from work. They were gone for most of the day, and I.