As usual, my partner, her father and her brothers noticed nothing. The elephant in the room was second to whatever the topic of the day was for them a...nd myself and her mother would sit at opposite ends of the table, giving fleeting glances to each other and becoming more and more uncomfortable. The night in question was a Friday. After a long week at work, my girlfriend invited me to stay at her parents’ house for the weekend. Dinner was awkward as usual with the usual nattering from the rest. The tone that I can't resist came out of his mouth. The one that makes my heart melt and sink all at once. It is the hurt tone. The one I heard three years ago tonight. The one he used when he said, "I'll wait." Baby Doll, don't go, stay. I need to speak to you, please," Mike said in the hurt tone.All my feelings hit me at once. Fear, hurt, loneliness, love.Well somebody's talkingHe's whispering to me,Your place or my place well which will it be,I'm getting weaker, and he's coming on strong,But. I think it was around 7 o’clock I had to go to the room for some thing, I didn’t make it back. I fell asleep on the bed , very drunk.Later that evening I awoke to find that I was on my own, the clock said 11.30. Where the hell was my wife? I got a drink of water and went out on to the balcony . The city was still going string but then I heard a noise coming from the room next to ours, Johno’s room. The way the hotel was built I couldn’t see around the wall but Johno was definitely in there. His age, height, weight, build, cock size, almost everything I wanted. I had already set up a fake email account. I entered it, and pressed the enter key. I linked my fake dating email account to my cell, that way I would be notified if one arrived. I was now on the hunt for a BBC. I probably would never receive a response, I was so selective in what I want in a man. But the thrill of doing this had me horny as hell, I needed release. It was only 10PM, but being so horny, I went to my bedroom..