But this store had a video arcade toward the back of the store. I love giving head in a video booth, so I thought I would see what this place had to o...ffer. As with many adult arcades, you have the 'creepers'. Creepy guys that hang out in the halls or isle ways of an arcade, eyeing up everyone that walks in. These are the fuckers you can't trust according to most store employees. They attract law enforcement because their activities are suspect along the lines of dealing d**gs. So they make it. In bed we would look at the magazines and she would tell me in every detail what she liked about some of the models and what she would like to do to them. This always led to hot sex. Sometimes she would get on top of me and while we were fucking she would open up a Playgirl Magazine, cover my face with it, and stare at the model. She would always come very hard. Though humiliating, I did not mind. But, as I said earlier, in the end I could not keep up. A couple of months ago while we were in. ." I let the suggestion of 'something' hang in air knowing that she knew what I suggesting was I would soon be stroking my erection; Pam so loves to see me wank and I knew that I had planted the picture in her mind. I went for broke, "Do you want to join me?" Mmm, nice idea but honey, my poor pussy has taken such a beating that I might just have to pass and just listen to you instead. You go ahead."I asked her to fill me in on a few more details on the evening and then obliged her by stroking. It seemed that it all started because I had been feeling depressed and lonely. Mike, my husband, and I had been so wrapped up in our jobs and the children and I guess that we were just going through the motions of being a couple. Then I met Sean and he became my friend. He was attentive and paid me many compliments about my looks. He seemed to really enjoy my company. I began to seek out his companionship rather than spend the effort to be with my husband. He is about five years younger than me.