Both of us had already lost our virginity.After this confession, we had a new kind of beginning. We started to sit at the last bench of the class. One...day a class was going. I read a story in ISS that made me horny, and my cock was making a tent in my pant.She saw that and smiled. Asked what I was watching. Then I made her read it. She, too, got horny as I could feel her breath getting heavier. Seeing her like that, my cock literally stood up. I started caressing her thigh from above the. Iremember her ordering another brandy at the bar andthen seeing her talking to five young Greek guys, whowere playing cards.I must have dozed off for about twenty minutes andawoke to find my wife and three of the card playersmissing, leaving the other two guys still playingcards. They told me that their friends were showing mywife round the ship, and explained that they weremembers of a five a side soccer team who were going tothe mainland to play in a competition. I was by now,deeply. So the three of us enjoyed a nice dinner, reminisced, and caught up on the latest happenings in our lives. A few minutes before eight we said our goodbyes. I went to a local liquor store and bought a good bottle of wine in preparation for my "date".I arrived at the hotel restaurant a couple of minutes after nine and spotted an attractive young brunette, hair a little below her shoulders and wearing a tight black dress that barely reached her thighs. Assuming this was my date I walked up and. Zoë cracked my chest. “Come home for dinner. We need to talk.”I looked to Kia and at least wasn’t as shell shocked as the green-haired, metal-mouthed, beanpole that was so much more striking in the box. I smiled.“I asked you out to get to know you,” I told her. “If I’m a trophy you want to show off. I’d rather you tell me so we can move on or if you’re interested, you can’t leave me in the dark again.”Kia nodded. She smiled. She didn’t answer. I sat by myself towards the back of the bus. Three.