Only we are supposed to be able to cast a spell here, and then only certain ones,” he told me before adding, “and the landlord won’t allow other...spells.”“Obviously not,” I answered, but added, “we still need more light.” Bob cast a small spell, and there was light to see the rooms. They weren’t very large. The second room had a bed, clothing chest, plus a place for the facility, and a shower. The main room was larger and had a small table, a desk, and a book case plus a place where a fire could. As we neared the door, we could hear the throbbing back beat of some retro music. Every now and then my brain tricked me into thinking I was actually walking into a nightclub named Club Infinity.Inside we went through a dark foyer, past a bouncer, and then came out into a wide spacious club scene with a high ceiling and a balcony around three sides of a stage. Laser lights occasionally flashed around the room in sync with the music. The place was modern, chrome, shiny, and loaded with class and. Oh my god i instantly got erect. And with mouth gestures trying to stop her. She pushed me back so i had to lay down. And she took my other nylon feet and started sniffing both my feet. Then she pulls out her phone and starts filming me and my nylon feet. Oh my god this was turning me on so fucking much. We can't do this in public. I looked out to the man again. He was still inhaling my scent from my boots. As Margret was recording and kissing my nylon toes, she then recorded the man thru the. Yes, he’d been involved in various night-time activities over the years. But Jim was insistent: these bouts of unfaithfulness (if that’s how we interpret it) were the result of his fear of commitment, not the cause of it. Anyway, all that was four years ago. We’re friends now, with a shared daughter, Jim’s seeing the sister of one of his rugby mates, someone who is quite happy with a fit bloke to shag and no thoughts beyond her trophy boyfriend. Said girlfriend is also quite friendly with.