This is a story, Robert; you’re a regular guy and I’m a woman who's no good for you and we’re having a night of cheap thrills, and then you're g...ing to have a horrible revelation. That’s our plot.“This is all being made up as it goes along," she continued. "That's why you couldn't remember anything when you first got here, because that was the beginning of the story, and nothing else had been written yet. But when it was written who you were and where you were and what you were doing, it was as. Moisture began to gather between her thighs now, the familiar need welling inside her once again. Her breath left her in a wistful laugh and she opened her eyes. God, just thinking about him made her wet. She gazed at her reflection and pushed her hand inside her robe. She needed the weight of his body on hers, his skin pressed close. He knew exactly where to touch her; exactly what brought her the greatest pleasure. She'd have to make do with imagining it for now.Molly slid her palm over her. “So tell me Mike, are we going through with this weird stuff tonight?”Mike smiled at me, “Yes Jim we are, to tell the truth I am pretty excited thinking about what those women will do when we are there. This is a CFNM dream, and I want it. We both want it. Don’t you remember jerking off for Jan; she told me how you loved it. Come-on buddy I don’t want to do this without you.”I sat sipping my first glass of wine thinking about it. Our wives knew we had a thing for exposing ourselves, and they. ” I smiled at her gesture and let go of her except her hand. “You know…I’m actually surprised.”“At what?”“The fact that once the door closed, you didn’t start trying to fuck my brains out.”“Hey!!! I’m not a slut like some other people.” She pouted.I just chuckled at her face when she pouted. “Why are you laughing?”“Cause your face makes me laugh when you pout.” I said through my laughs. She pouted even more and I laughed harder. Since we were sitting on her bed, I was lying down while.