How hard is Bob to remember?I think where I went wrong was while I was in college. I spent my time trying to become the best draftsman I could possibl... be, instead of carousing with loose women and drinking and all that. As a result, I never seemed to learn how to do that.Then there were the first five years of having a real job, where I spent five or six hours of overtime every night, and even worked on weekends, to ensure that my stuff was perfect, and that I'd have a real career, instead of. Held there until her husband stuck two of his fingers into her pussy, collected some moistness, and pronounced that, yes indeed, he did still taste her lover's cum from the previous day's playdate . She remembered, and her thoughts came randomly: how he had at first, kissed her and bit her lips gently, while caressing her back, and feeling tingles run up and down her spine; and then how he wrapped his long arms around her and pulled her into him, so she could feel his heartbeat and mAke her. I checked my makeup in the mirror in the elevator. I was 33 and thought I looked smoking hot. I love the confidence that looking and dressing hot can give a woman. I walked out of the elevator and towards the bar. It was a little crowded and as I walked in even though I didn’t know anyone, a lot of eyes followed me. Some of the men were with their wives but many were not. As I sat on a stool at the bar I had to be careful not to show the goods. The skirt I was wearing was very short and tended. Going out, having a few drinks, dancing with some hot guys (or girls), and maybe flirting a bit before going home.Soon the drinks were finished, and Kitty and Karen headed over to the bathrooms. It was early enough that they only had to wait inside for a stall. Before much longer the line would be stretched part way down the hallway. They chatted as they waited then peed, and Kitty asked if everything was alright with her and Frank.“Oh, things are fine. It’s just that he’s going to be gone.