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Damn, I was late getting home and had forgotten the party we were going to tonight. As we drove across town Mara, my wife, was quiet, I was hoping she wasn't angry at me for being late. Just before we arrived at her friend Barbara's house she placed her hand on my crotch, rubbing back and forth and as my cock responded she said "Keep this in mind tonight lover". The party was a casual get together that Barbara and her husband had invited us to the week earlier, I had never been to their house but was impressed by the large front yard and beautifully manicured yard, and was even more impressed walking through the house and out the back door. The backyard was very large, well lighted in the center with large bushes and shrubs in the shadows at the edge of the soft light. There were about 25 to 30 people gathered around in small groups, laughing softly and talking. We drifted through the crowd, meeting people and shaking hands, and eventually came to a small group of women Mara knew, and another man. We struck up a conversation, neither of us knowing anybody there and Matt, as he introduced himself to me, and I went to the bar for a drink. He was tall, about 6’2”, lanky, with brown hair and brown eyes. We wandered around, talking about work, our backgrounds and just making conversation in general. Every once in a while as we were walking around, he would brush against me, his hand brushing mine, or our arms would touch. I’m not someone whose space is sacred, so I thought nothing about this. We went back to the bar and got another drink, and eventually sat at a table at the edge of the group. As I sat there I noticed his piercing brown eyes, almost black, and he always looked me directly in the eye as we spoke, with a somewhat unsettling affect on me. We had a few more drinks as we sat there, my wife was busy with all her friends, and as the night wore on I began to feel the affects of my drinks, and Matt and I huddled closer together as we talked, laughing and having a good time. Several times he gently slapped the top of my hand as we laughed together, and one time his hand lingered on mine, and I suddenly had the feeling that there was something more going on than a friendly conversation. I got up after that and retrieved a couple more drinks for the two of us, and noticed my wife animatedly talking to another woman across the way with her back to me. When I went back to sit down Matt was gone, I assumed to the restroom, and he returned right after I sat down. As he sat down he pulled his chair a little more around the table closer to me, and the knot in my stomach increased. What was going on? As we resumed our conversation I couldn’t help but notice Matt’s smile as he looked into my eyes, and after a few minutes the conversation faltered and Matt leaned back in his chair, stretched, and when he leaned back up his knee was resting against mine, and he didn’t move it. “Oh my God” I thought, “what is happening?” We continued to make small talk for a few minutes, with Matt’s knee against mine, and me with a hard on, when Matt leaned forward, placed his hand on mine, |
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