The “ohhhh” that followed was slight, but intense, as if she didn’t want anyone to know, but was putting her entire essence into the mental imag...e that caused that exhalation.“Yeah,” I said, “it turns me on, too. Rhee and I once had sex on his side of the bed.”Heather’s eyebrows flew up. “Really?”“Yeah. She had lain face-down there and was gushing about smelling him and was probably imagining him in the bed with her. So, I took advantage of that and laid on her and attacked her pussy, talking to. Slim hipped with boobs a little too big for her petite frame, but a very pretty face. I said to her that we would like a private dance for the two of us, and she smiled, and beckoned for us to follow her. We passed the doorman, who pushed the heavy curtain aside to let us pass into a darker area, set out in high-backed diner-style booths, perhaps a dozen of them, the room bathed in a very soft red glow. We slid into the booth and she told us that her name was Irena, and explained the rules –. Too late to take it back.Willing my heart to stop thumping in case it wakes my wife one floor above the living room in which I sit, I wait. The softness of the sofa contrasts with the receiver nestled between my shoulder and ear. I'd needed my hands free; one to grip the stiff shaft that protruded from the open fly of my jeans, the other to cup my balls resting atop the material of my navy boxers.Her voice comes over the line. A soft whisper to avoid waking her husband. "Are you. This had in that moment, both infinitesimally small and unimaginably vast, bound us together. She had secretly harbored this fetish while I had similar harbored the same desire for her.Her head falls back onto the pillow and the excitement had my cock bouncing and dripping precum into the sheets. I was on the verge of cumming and she nor I had even managed to touch my cock at all to this point. The realization of what was happened was more than enough.I began working her back up, teasing her.