There has been a man at work that has been coming on to her for quite a while, so when she finally told me about it, I assumed it was not completely u...welcome. I informed her that if she was interested, go for it. She is very straight laced and I did not think she would be interested, but I was not concerned, she has shown her love for me and I was very secure with our relationship. Over the next few weeks she explored the idea during our lovemaking. She became very animated and aggressive. ‘She was a good friend and companion, an excellent conversationalist, and I always enjoyed her company… now she has become much more. She is my sweetheart, my wife, my lover, my darling… a first magnitude star in my universe…my heart’s delight… and I want her to know that she has a place at my side, a very special place… reserved always for her, and her alone. And that, even when I am working, I welcome her presence at my side, her love and beauty soothing my heart and soul.’ Her little bag of. It was obvious that the social aspects of the organizationwere far more important to her than the physical ones.Make no mistake, though, she talked a lot about the sex too. She regaledme with stories of partners, threesomes, groups, public sex, orgies,rivers of cum and mountains of bodies, all of those delicious storiesending with her being fucked into oblivion.More or less.I told her I couldn't wait to talk to Peter about it more, with the goalof being introduced to Darling club members back. ..what I did." Then why'd ya do it?" I questioned, folding my arms and sitting on my bed.He sighed, sitting down. "I don't KNOW!" he cried. "I just...panicked! But I feel HORRIBLE!" Why'd you kiss me back?" I whispered, sitting next to him."Because..." he said. "...I kinda...like you."I blushed. "So...you're gay?" He stood up."Hell no!" he defended. "Of course not! I just...like dudes." His smile gave me chills."So..." I said, staring at his lips. "...you like me?" I mean...I guess so," he.