I was careful with my money and was able to go wild within reason every week. The girls slowly became used to seeing me, eventually greeting me by nam...e. One told me her real name and we chatted about what she was doing after college.Wednesday: Sex club. I was a member of a few clubs. For Wednesday evenings, I would attend a themed sex club. They provided costumes, changing the theme from week to week. One day, you’d be lifting a roman skirt over an ass that was bent over for you, another day. The second time it happened well ... I figured that it had to be a case of mistaken identity or something.But the third time, that a complete stranger walked up to me and slapped me around the face, I really thought it was about time I talked to the lady in question and found out what her problem was.Look okay the first time I saw her, or rather felt her distain. I was out with the lads on Ronnie's stag do, and it was highly probable that one of the guys might have taken a verbal liberty with. The group we met there was remarkably normal despite that fact that they were all there to fuck people other than their spouse. We had a wonderful time and Julie made love to two different women that night. It was a joy watching her lick and being licked. I joined her with one of the women but found myself more interested in watching Julie and fucking her between her adventures. One of the women that Julie had sex with was married to a very good looking guy that Julie let fuck her doggy style. I turn toward Dramila slowly, trying to determine her state of mind.She is smiling her easy, gentle smile, and looking at me laughinglywith her eyes. She chuckles as my expression comes to bear. "Oh, comenow my sweet love, you know it looks ravishing on you." I look backinto the mirror, and, despite myself, am forced to agree. "Besides, itwill do the one thing you've been wanting. It will make the motoriststop for you." I glance at her sideways, but she is still smilingeasily. I hate to admit.