I lied to myself so well that I even believed it for a little while, sitting alone while Stacy danced with a couple different men. I'd turned down thr...e offers and one of those guys had been a serious hunk, making my knees knock under the table. But I'd remembered my husband, seriously, and told them all thanks, but no thanks. I felt quite proud of myself by then and thought I'd finally found the answer. After tonight, I'd go home and love my husband again. Everything would be fine, if I could. He knew damn well that the second completely unexpected one he had extracted from her perfect little body had taken her completely by surprise. Oh, my! That was a very nice surprise! He’s very good. He didn’t go through the motions with that typical, ‘she expects me to go down on her’ attitude that so many men had. He genuinely got off on sucking my clit. Good oral sex, financial security, good genes and with any luck, strong little swimmers…was love really essential? That big house on the hill. She responded by kissing her harder and my hand glided over her ass. It was firm, smooth and felt so nice. Cat moaned in my mouth as I explored her. She was rubbing her belly into mine as we kissed, grinding her pussy against my erection. Kissing her was better than I thought it could be. Her tongue was in my mouth, mine in hers. I reached up and pulled the shoulder strap of her vest down and off her shoulder, Cat's left breast exploded out of her costume and I cupped it lovingly as we. When I left Sid's office after having been told I was finally going to go on a trip, I was as nervous as I was on my first date, I was sixteen years old at that time. That night when I got home, I told Cliff I would be leaving in the morning for four days. I could tell it made him very angry but he didn't say a word. The next morning I tried to kiss him good bye, but he turned away saying,"hope you have fun." I knew what he was referring to as fun.By nine thirty we were on our way to Chicago.