Escorting me out of the car, he placed his hand on the small of my back and we walked in passing a line of people. The music was blaring loudly from t...e speakers and I could feel the vibrations through my shoes as the stench of sweat and alcohol welcomed me in. Guiding me towards a small booth in the corner of the club, I immediately began to recognize who was sitting in it. Inviting us to sit where my boyfriends hot friends, some that I had fantasized about in our early years of dating. There. I let out a sigh at the good sensations and gently ran my hand over my exposed breast, gently cupping it. It had been a long time since I had had a mans hands on my body. I was getting to a point in my life where I wondered if I was ever going to find someone. I quickly pushed the thought aside and concentrated on the tingly feeling that was happening over my chest and I realized I had began to tug and play with my nipple. It felt so good. I moved my hand down from my face and pulled the bed. I've seen him nude before, but it's been so long. My memory doesn't do him justice. He continues to kiss down my neck, and them suddenly, he reaches back and unclips my bra. I toss my head back as he quickly tugs the straps down my arms. I hiss through my teeth at the sudden feeling of cool air on my chest, but his hands quickly cover me. The feeling of my chest encased in his large warm hands is like nothing else. There's no longer anything slow about our actions, everything is quick and needy. She watched me work and clicked her tongue. “Come on, John,” she said testily. “You’re gonna give me the silent treatment now? Grow up!”“What do you WANT, Barb? You want me to tell you it was awful and I never want to do that again? You want me to tell you it was the best sex I’ve had in months? You want to hear how many times we did it? Or what we talked about afterwards?” I snapped at her angrily. “I SAID I didn’t want to talk about it. You’ve been ignoring everything I’ve said lately though,.