Rather than watch the oncoming road, he stared, fascinated, as she caught the tip of her tongue with her teeth, so it barely protruded from the near c...rner of her mouth. Entranced, he watched her drive, watched the smooth economy of her motions and the precise shifting. He was only dimly aware of the cornering forces and acceleration of the car down the rural road. Christ, I love her.Finally, eyes dancing, she pulled the car to the side of the road in La Honda, and flushed, breathing lightly,. Without taking his eyes off the TV he puts an arm under my neck and I lay my head on the side of his chest. After a moment, I turn my head to get closer to his ear.I whisper, "Be still, I am going to give you a blowjob."He does a good job of not reacting. Although, the edges of his lips do curl slightly upward. While still lying beside him, I scoot down a little, slide my hand down his thigh and back up into the bottom of his boxers. With my fingers, I lightly traced the curvature of his balls. Without warning your body launches across the room and your arms are around me. "They are wonderful!" you shout excitedly before calming down and quickly stepping back. I smile again letting you know I welcomed the hug, and this time you move to sit beside me. We begin to talk about things we have chatted over online for the last eight months, and soon you are slowly scooting closer to me little by little. You ask me if I ever found anyone else since we started talking, referring politely to. Till date my wife did not complain about my drinking because she is sure that I am not regular in it.While I got a little tipsy because of the second bottle of beer, I could not resist calling the couple and hence I finished my bottle, paid the bill and came out of the bar and went to a telephone booth. Once again I confirmed myself that whether I want to reopen the chapter that I closed yesterday because of the resistance from my wife. It may be the beer working inside me forced my leg to walk.