”April got up and offered me her hand. Smiling, I stood up and took it. We walked out on to the dance floor to a slow, soft number. April slipped he... arms around me and I reciprocated, resting my hands on her waist. We moved and swayed to the music, eyes locked on each other. Slowly, April moved closer to me and was soon pressed tight against me. It was the most intimate embrace that I had shared with a girl in over a year and my cock stirred to life at the press of her body against it.The song. ” He doesn’t acknowledge me. Only when I’m sitting beside him do I draw his attention.“Hey.” His voice is as listless as his expression. We’re both quiet, and I know our minds have gone to the same place. I am tired of this place. I spend too much time thinking about how drastically our lives have changed. How his life has changed. My eyes roam his black hair, wide shoulders, hands that haven’t touched me enough lately, the somber set of his brows.“Are you hungry?” I ask, avoiding what I really. Brynn jumped out, followed by the girl. She stood a bit forlorn and hugged herself against the chilling wind."Stand straight, be proud, girl", I called out.Then I took her leash. I tweaked one of her encased nipples, gave her an encouraging smile and led her toward the entrance.The silver and gray dog fell into step. She took him by his studded collar. I looked back and felt my breath stick in my throat. Such an incredible sight. The pale silver and blue girl on her towering legs striding next. As he resumed his thrusting Jennifer said “Oh Brett you are such a stud, you feel so good.’ “Better than your husband?” “In bed yes, you are just so manly, a stud.’ “Well,” said Brett, “you know what studs do don’t you, they always seed their mares.’ Jennifer laughed in response. “What’s so funny?” asked Brett. “Seeing my shoes over your shoulders reminds me that James bought these for me and I told him that I would only wear them when I was going to be bred and with our first.