“No actually, I came to talk about you. I always like to talk to a husband and wife individually,” he explained. “Get their perspectives; find o...ut what floats their boats, so to speak. We’re all different when it comes to sex; have different likes, different turn ons and turn offs.”Ian nodded. “You’ll want to speak to Helen as well then.”Larry hesitated for a moment. “I already have. We met up on the morning following our meeting as a matter of fact.”Ian was clearly taken aback. “She never. All my dislike for Travis disappeared.“Come on, let’s sit and have a drink.” Travis said as he took me by the hand.After the ice was broken, it was so much fun. I told everyone how bad Travis was in school and the guys laughed. I started serving the guys drinks and Gary was right, the guy’s hands were all over me but I didn’t mind at all. There was a part of me that felt guilty because of my husband but I was starting to get drunk. Then someone had the great idea to turn up the music then. He grabbed my hips under the table, and slid his cock into me, but I was the hostess, so I moved slowly back and forth under the table, servicing him. The game went on and on, and occasionally I had to crawl out from under the table to refill drinks and snacks. Mostly, though, I was well used under the table, and my need for release became nearly unbearable. Finally, Master won a hand, and claimed my pussy. Gratefully, I offered my desperate pussy to him, and was rewarded by his hands on my. As we got older our time together became less and less, but I always valued our memories none the less. As I got older my feelings towards him only continued to grow and a part of me hurt every time I would see him with another girl, only to be relieved that it only lasted a week if not more every time. As I drove towards the shop I couldn’t help but to think of what I wanted to say to him let alone what I wanted out of it. What exactly did I want to be to Evan? I wanted to matter I knew that.