It'll be okay," even though I wasn't sure it would. I could see no light ahead, just a long, endlessly long dark tunnel. I let her release the pent-up...emotions she'd held under such tight rein. I held my sister, hurting for her. When she turned her face up to me, I wiped the tears from her reddened eyes with a thumb. I looked into her soft brown eyes, smiling. She smiled back, reached up, her slender hand slipping to my neck, pulling me.It seemed the most natural thing in the world. To bend and. I wasn’t counting on this much light but I was feeling a little exhibitionist so what the heck. I sat with one leg on the stool and one on the floor…looking down, just under the bottom of my T I could see the pink panty gusset, the thin nylon above it and a shadow lurking underneath (he he). It wasn’t long before I got into a conversation with the two folks next to me. They were from out of town too. Turns out they were both bi (a couple) and we were having fun chatting about a lot of things, I. “But what exactly is a glory hole? John!” Gloria asked.“It’s a hole in the partition wall between two cubicles which is large enough to slide a rampant cock through to be sucked by the stranger on the other side; sometimes it is more than just sucking which takes place; sometimes an adventurous couple whose husband likes to see his wife fucked by a stranger would use them and the wife could take the cock like a slut and feel no guilt because she would never know who that. For few days now no massages back from him.The next day I phoned up Joy ask her 2 question & told her tell the truth.Question one was what was names of the guys they meetQuestion two did she go with him had sex you know off?She told him his name was Tim from derby & other was Pete & all four of them went back to Joy’s place while Joy & Pete was in the bedroom Tim & my wife was in the living room for 2 hours, when she came in Tim was putting his top back on.But she had put her coat under her, so.