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I wish I could remember everything about the night it started. I?ve gone over and over it so many times, willing my brain to lift the vodka fog and remember what he said, yet it doesn?t come.It was April 2014 and a group of us were heading out for dinner and drinks to celebrate one of the gang's birthdays. I hadn?t seen him in a while, he was always working when we were getting together. I fancied him. However he was one of my husband?s good friends, a secret crush never to be acted on.As soon as we arrived at the restaurant, I saw him, he looked stunning. Everyone greeting each other he comes over, puts his hand on the small of my back as he kisses my cheek.?You look sensational,? Ataşehir Escort he whispered and I felt myself blushing.?Thank you?; I somehow managed to squeak in reply. My mouth had gone dry. I told myself to snap out of it, it?s a compliment, he?s that sort of guy, it means nothing.We were sat at opposite ends of the table for the meal and I didn?t get the chance to talk to him but as soon as we moved onto the bar he gravitated towards me. We all moved into the booth, drinks were poured, I can feel his leg against mine as we all clinked glasses and then he turns to me. We chat, I find him fascinating, hearing him talk about his job, we are very Ataşehir Escort Bayan close, the music is really loud and it?s the only way I can hear him. We are holding hands, one of the group notices, makes a comment, he tells him he hasn?t seen me in ages and we are catching up, my husband isn?t bothered, neither his fiancée .Someone suggests dancing. I follow him and some of the group to the dance floor. It?s heaving and we are all pushed together, I can feel him behind me his hard cock pushing against my ass.?Look what you do to me? he says in my ear. I?m trying not to react, trying to make sure noone notices but I can?t help reach Escort Ataşehir round and rub it through his trousers, he growls in my ear and then starts spinning me around dancing.It?s not long before the friends we were sharing a taxi with are mentioning about leaving but I?m not ready, I can?t leave him yet.?You two can stay at ours if you aren?t ready to go yet?? he volunteered. My husband looked at me for approval, I nodded. He thanked him. Once again we are back close talking and drinking. I want to remember what he said, I remember wishing everyone would just fuck off, I wanted to kiss him, taste him and it seemed the feeling was mutual.By the time we were ready to leave I was so horny, frustrated and also wondering how the hell I could be in the same house as him and not be able to touch him. We arrived at his, his partner asks if we are hungry, goes to put food on. Says she will show me the spare room, I want to take my heels and my jewellery off and make myself more comfortable.