My dick was rock hard. Jenna wasn't exactly pleasant to look at, but after a few beers I didn't give a shit. Sarah was looking a little restless while... we sat there drinking and chatting about nothing. Out of nowhere, I felt a hand start rubbing my cock through my boxers. I looked down and saw Sarah's hand rubbing my throbbing dick. She looked at me and winked then scooted closer so she could grasp a hold of it. Sarah slid her slender fingers through the waistband of my boxers and started. I came over and kissed him hello, trying to mask my anger and the fact that I, too, was about to become one of those tramps. He gave a half-assed excuse for his absence and asked if I’d been home long. I thought about flat-out lying, but remembered that the kids did know when they came home. I told the truth. He seemed a but uncomfortable knowing I’d been at home while he was getting blown, but he recovered quickly. Before he could say anything, though, I hit him with my plans for tonight.“I’m. I was so curious and embarrassed that my friends might be watching. I was so intrigued and curious I didn't care who was watching. I put my hands around her and pulled her to the dark side of the club. I'll never forget what she said next, she said you just couldn't help yourself could you. I didn't say a word she pushed me back until we fell onto a couch that ran along the wall. She smelled so good and was so unbelievably soft. Her arms her legs were so soft her hair long and real. She. I was so wound up, and had gone from mortified to elated, that I didn't care anymore. I wanted to get started right now.After Kay had left on Sunday, I thought about that last 15 years that John and I could've been together, if we hadn't both been congenitally stupid. And for a while I mourned that lost time. But I slowly realized that it was probably for the best, and if we'd been together that young we may have outgrown each other, or gotten sick of each other or something. Both of us had too.