I could feel my orgasm began to build, creeping over my body in delicious sensuous waves, shivering little pin pricks of pleasure began to travel all ...he way from my shoulders and collarbones, down my torso, and into my cock. Wifey instinctively sensing I was gonna shoot came closer and knelt down beside me holding my discarded white boxers in her hand under my cock ready to catch my impending load, a rather practical housewifey thing to do, no doubt with the intention of saving the carpet from. I'm covering a shift for someone in a fewhours.'I hurriedly finished my meal and we went out into the chilly air. I putmy still slightly damp coat on as I was getting goose pimples on mybare arms. We walked over to the car and got in.In no time we were on the way to the safety and security of home.Sheila kept looking at her watch and muttering about the time. We werenearly home when we heard a siren behind us, getting nearer with everysecond. I looked behind and saw the flashing lights of a. Ian directed us to a club called “The Lodge” on theoutskirts of town. From the outside it did not look likemuch, but inside it was a very classy, high endgentlemen’s club. The d�cor was designed to look like awinter lodge, and everything from the furniture to thegirls were top end. The dancers were all gorgeous and wewere treated very well from the minute we walked intothe club.Alana was really having a great time. She did all shecould to flirt with and tease Ian, while also. “How would you know I was on my back?”“You’re right. I couldn’t see inside and watch the real fun of you fucking strange males.” I was kneading her right breast as we stood outside in the cool weather. I could feel her nipple getting a bit harder from my attentiveness. I so enjoyed fondling her pliant tit flesh.“Y..you are such a pervert!” she stammered, trying to back off, but not as determined as before. I continued to fondle her tit.“Oh, so I’m the pervert? You’re the one meeting and fucking.