Every fiber of my being had told me not to go there, that naught good could come of it. I did it anyway—because he wanted it and I wanted to please ...im. Simple, really. The reason why he wanted it was not lost on me, though. It added to my anger. Packing wouldn’t have taken nearly as long if not interrupted several times by dry heaves. I saw his eyes as I squeezed my own closed. Not the eyes I cherished—the ones that studied me with a mixture of amazement and adoration—but the placating,. If it hadn’t been for that, I would have probably broken one of my cardinal rules of not sleeping with someone who’s in a relationship,” I explained.“No, I totally get it, but it sounds like your dream was telling you something different,” she teased.“If it were only half as good as the dream,” I said, and then sighed.“I take it we all had a good time.”“You’re talking to a teenage boy. We have fertile imaginations. Maybe the next time we’re in New York, we can get Tyler to play the Kate part. Adrian threw his jacket onto the couch and walked through into the bedroom.“Make yourself comfortable.” Kaida said as she went to the bar.I sat down on the sofa next to Adrian's jacket. Kaida came back with 3 glasses and a bottle of wine. She popped the top and poured a glass before handing it to me. I nervously took it from her.She left the other two glasses empty and went to join Adrian in the next room.I heard giggling and took a sip of the wine. It was good.“Daniel! Can you bring the wine. “Oh, Ghod, Mary….” he breathed.I smiled up at him. His cock was softening in my hand. I let go and satback onto the floor.“John,” I said softly.He cracked open his eyes again. “Uh-huh?”“Can you play that back for me?”His eyes popped open. “What?”I smiled up at him. “Really. I’d like to know what that feels like.”John sat up. He unplugged the recording headpiece from the machine, andhanded me the receiving.