So much that it goes beyond jealous to where he feels like he can put me on display and be proud to be with me. It would get us both turned on and we ...ould have great sex afterwards. One time, though, it turned out very different. I was talking to a guy late at night. My hubby is not really a night owl so after watching us flirt around a little bit, he decided to go to bed. I kept talking. Something about this one made me want to keep talking. He was very different. Not like sweet or romantic. He reaches across the table several times and runs his fingers up and down my hand. If I was standing, this is where my knees would have given out there and then.After dinner he brings me to the window and dances with me, slowly, holding me tight. Maybe a little tighter than a first date allows, but I just let myself melt into him.God he smelt amazing! Our cheeks graze and I can feel his scruff tickle my face. Feeling his breath against my neck I will every ounce of my body to hold it together.. “Hm, it feels good!”, Harry murmured and his movements began to speed up just as Percy`s had. Harry`s breathing became louder and he looked down at his hand and his hart penis. He was awestruck what feelings he could arise for himself just through his hand. He looked over at Percy`s cock again and saw that he was now using his entire hand instead of just two fingers. Harry copied this technique and immediately enjoyed the difference. This was what he had been looking for ever since his first. But I don't care about that, he told me that his wife is fat and just does not do it for him in bed. I just KNOW that I can get him to leave her if I just try. And then maybe we can be together. Only problem is I'm just SO promiscuous! It would be just a matter of time that I'd be wanting to go back to the arcade. I don't know him that well now, so I don't know if he'd be cool with that or not. Anyway, girl - gotta go. Hope all is cool with you, sister! Love, Finesse! Honestly honey, I don’t.