It wasn’t really a night out; Lena and Anna just went to Chrissy and Bill’s, kicked Bill out, and did something or other. At first, it was irregul...ar, maybe once a month or so. By the time we’d been married two years, it was firmly established on Friday. Every Friday. That’s when Friday began to suck. Lena wouldn’t even talk about changing the date, let alone skipping it. Nor would she listen to my concerns about Chrissy.This particular Friday, I had already called Bill, and he and Todd had. And I was in luck,the next day her parents had to go for a wedding for 3 days and I planned a foolproof way to seduce my cousin. That night before dinner I went out and bought 2 6-can packs of beer and we started drinking .She was wearing a tight T-shirt and a micro-mini skirts and I was in a low cut white tank top so anyone could see my red bra and a micro-mini skirt which just covered my pantyand after 3 cans each I asked her questions about her sex life she said that she had a boyfriend who. He can make decisions, yet is open to other points of view. He can make me laugh, cry tears of joy, cum and feel like a woman who is truly loved. Such a man is my husband, and there is not a man on this planet that can hold a candle to him. Now, back to the evening and events at hand. Having sucessfully hardened Daniel’s cock to an impressive ten inches, my husband looked over at me with eyes that said, ‘OK, he’s ready darling.’ I walked over to them, as Daniel lay back on the bed I straddled. He even smelled just like he always did. But for some strange reason, everything about him was turning me on. Some how, we got inside the club. My fake ID claimed that I was 19, which was the legal drinking age in Ontario. The bouncers never doubted or double checked my ID. Nobody seemed to care that a 17 year old was getting into clubs around here anyways. Aaron didn’t need a fake ID. He was actually 19. He was a year behind in school, and then took an extra year on top of that to take some.