The line moved forward a little, and she was now close enough to see into the club a little. It was just a small room with a hallway, you couldn't see... any of the main room. It was so exciting to finally be able to go into this club though, she had wanted to go for so long. This was one of the clubs owned by a girl known as Anna, and it was well known that there was more sex in her clubs than in a Thai whorehouse. It seemed strange that nobody ever shut them down, but there were so many secrets. For years I'd wanted to work a guy over with a dildo and, most of all, to strap one on and use it like it like some strong, horny stud would use it. My first husband was shocked when I told of him of this desire of mine; he was so straight-laced, so un-daring and bound by straightlaced sexual conventions. Rick, on the other hand, was adventurous and game from the start. Especially after we watched a certain porn video together on night. See, that's something else we both enjoyed, porn. My. I, Amy and Rina headed back to my office. We changed our clothes, turned on some light music and opened a bottle of vodka. There were some emotional confessions about life after Amy’s marriage. We weren’t supposed to have this kind of fun again. No more evening walks, midnight meals and anytime calls. Amy and Rina are the only ones close to me. We had shared our souls with each other and I never had to pretend when they are around. Well, this conversation took its turn back to the good part of. We kissed again, my hands on her back and her fingers in my hair. Her lips tasted like champagne, a taste I didn’t necessarily love, but too wasted to care I swirled my tongue around hers and enjoyed it. Then she broke the kiss and moved down, down, down, pulling my purple thong off and opening my legs like a portal, she went straight to it and licked around, I moaned, enjoying the first sensation as it grew, she went back up and kissed me again, sliding her hand down to my pussy and pushing a.