Then I did.“Don’t say another word!” I growled. “You son-of-a-bitch. I’m turning this car around right now!”“You don’t understand,” ...he said, laughing.“I don’t want to understand!” I exploded.“I think you do.”“Fuck what you think, Aaron! Keep your fucking mouth shut!”He said simply, “She said no, because she likes you so much.”I had lost $40. Aaron had won $285. His horse was running next.“Do I bet him?” I asked.“I’m betting to win, but that’s your call, dude.”I put down twenty dollars to place.. I never asked, and her married surname (Jones) wasn't any help.Her hands went down my back to my butt, kneading, as we kissed. Mine went to unbutton her blouse, revealing her fabulous, round bra-clad boobs. I fondled them greedily.She moved her hands to my belt and unbuckled it, then pulled down my zipper. All right! She wanted to get straight to it!Her hand snaked down into my underwear and I gasped -- so warm! I grabbed as much of the front of her knee-length skirt as I could and pulled up,. I get more aggressive, using my teeth on your nipples, enjoying the sharp intake of your breath, and the increased pressure you put on my head. I alternate between your breasts with my mouth, tasting, sucking and biting one and then the other, while my hands continue to tease the one my mouth has just left. I suddenly leave you and pull back, staring into your eyes for a moment; and seeing nothing but lust in your eyes, I smile. I sit back on the sofa and slowly pull my shirt off; then stand. We went to the counter where I paid little attention as he did a little transaction then somewhat terrified, followed him down the dark hallway lined with curtained booths. We entered the first vacant booth we could find. It was very dark but I could make out a that there was a video screen with player and a chair. A roll of paper towels, hand sanitizer dispenser, and other essentials were on the walls of the dimly lit booth. The guy popped in a video and forwarded it to a scene of two guys.