" I smile.It's completely dark in the room and I hear her push him onto the bed next to me. I hear the clicking of the belt buckle. I hear him let out... a moan of pleasure. I hear her moan as well because that she is please when making someone feel good. I wait until the slurps get louder and I slowly roll over and touch her arm with my foot. She takes a hand and rubs up my leg to my already hard cock. I hear her moan again.I reach for my phone and turn on the camera. The light fills the room. "I don't want to come to you stinking," she said tiredly. "Anyway, I'm awfully tired tonight and just not interested."Kevin began to whine a little (another of his slightly annoying tendencies). "Oh come on, Mel, it's been ages since we had sex, pleeeeease let me get you interested, I can give you a massage and rub you down and kiss you all over and trace my fingers over your most sensitive spots and come on you know I can get you turned on!"Melissa sighed with exasperation. "I'm just worn out,. So I offered her one. We sat drinking and talking. I do notice she was wearing right shorts and a short top kinda like a tank top. She kept moving around in her chair like she couldn't get comfortable. I asked if she was ok and she said yes but her voice kinda shattered. She asked to use the restroom. If course I let her. I realized the chair she was in had a wet spot. Figured it was where she had her beer between her legs. She asked if she could get me anything. I asked her to make me a run. 'I am going out, try to get laid but definitely getting hammered.'Decision made, I dressed up accordingly and headed for a local nightclub, well known as a pick-up place. I was on my second drink and third rotation around the club when I saw her dancing around her handbag. She was facing away from me but even in the mandatory dim light, her red hair jumped out. I felt my pulse rate soar as the adrenalin surged through my body. Every other woman suddenly lost her appeal, as did the idea of.