It’s not something he can just say, “I’m sorry I won’t do it again” and expects everything to return to the way it was. I felt like we weren...��t even- I planned to fuck around and then confess, just as my husband had done to me. I focused on that thought as I invited Vinod out on a date for real. We met for coffee and I poured my heart out to him, telling him everything. He seemed very understanding. Thinking back, I suppose he probably didn’t care, but I was convinced I’d found someone I could. After a couple of minutes his fingers first began to stroke my knee and then began to slowly move over to the inside of my thigh, gradually creeping higher. I felt my cock growing stiff in excitement and anticipation. When his fingers reached my crotch and discovered my stiff cock, he leaned close and whispered to me to take it out. Reaching down, I unzipped and lifted my cock out, my heart pounding with excitement. His cool fingers found it and closed around it. He gave a little intake of. "Paul nodded vigorously. "Garrett's right, Rob. It really is the most amazing thing you'll ever see."Rob's jaw clenched and he closed his hands into fists. "I think this evening's over. Paul, where's Sophie gotten to? It's time for us to leave," he said.Garrett smiled at the attempted assertiveness Rob was putting on display. He drew himself up to his full height and leaned forward into the husband's personal space, forcing Rob to look up at him."The only place you're going is where I tell you. " On decent speakers that bass is fucking dope!" Ember exclaimed.Iris knew only too well how much difference a good sound system made. That was the essence of dance music in a live setting. When she was younger and clubbing was something she took for granted she'd not given it much thought. You expected the gut-shaking, floor-trembling, but still so crystal-clear sounds of a nightclub to do better service to the tracks you'd downloaded off the internet than your stereo system at home. Whatever.