| Straight: Husband and Wife: A Night Out (1/6) |
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He was feeling pretty good about himself. He had just got out of the shower and was admiring his own body in the mirror. While he didn’t have the body of an athlete, he still considered himself to well proportioned. As he was wiping away the last of the dripping water from his body, he glanced down and caught a glimpse of his pubic area. He always kept it well trimmed and his balls were always shaved smoothed. He liked it better that way. It made him feel sexy and was more for his benefit than anyone else’s. His cock was uncircumcised and when fully hard it reached five inch’s long and nearly two inch’s wide. He’d never had any complaints about the size of his member, but he had always wished it were another inch bigger. Looking over at the clock on the wall, he realised he better hurry up or he’d be late for the dance. He slipped on a pair of white briefs and then put on a pair of his best black trousers. He couldn’t decide on a shirt so he grabbed the first one he could see. It was made of white silk and it felt good on his skin as he buttoned it up. Leaving the top button undone, he quickly ran his fingers through his hair before racing out the house door. Arriving at the nightclub a bit later than planned, he was surprised that he didn’t have to wait in a long line. As he walked in he could hear the dance music playing. The lights were swirling all around and gave off a multitude of different colours. As he walked in further he could even feel the music going through him. His chest was pounding in time with the music and he could sense the excitement within. The dance floor was full of people moving together and quite a few of them caught his eye. He saw one couple dancing very seductively and he smirked as he thought of what they might be doing later on that night. Deciding that he needed a drink to relax a little, he started moving his way over to the bar. He was only half way there when something caught his attention. Over in the corner of the club was someone he had never seen here before. She was sitting in a corner booth and even in the dark, her beauty did not escape him. She had long blonde hair, which was straight and had obviously been washed earlier that day. Her eyes were full of life and he was sure he could see deep into them. Her skin was smooth and her face had very little makeup, which just highlighted her natural beauty even more. Her smile was like nothing he had seen before, so real that he wished he had been the cause of it. But alas, the cause was another guy talking to her. Realising that he had been standing in the open and starring for far too long, he made the rest of the way to the bar. As he sat down, he ordered a scotch on the rocks and he couldn’t help but keep glancing in her direction. Just my luck, he thought. Of all the girls in the club, he wanted the one with another guy. On his second scotch now, he found a way to turn in her direction without being overly obvious. He was trying to pay attention to what they were talking about but he couldn’t make out the |
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