Our Love-Hate Relationship Takes a Wild Turn at an Intimate Glory Hole Experience
My fiancée (Cynthia) and I were in a love /hate relationship and had steadily begun to drift apart.
We would often chat at home about what direction our lives were going.
She told me when I felt indifferent to her; that she would visit glory holes and give random guys head until she felt happy again.
Sometimes it was all night, sometimes only a couple of hours.
It was her new hobby.
She also told me that she only gave them head; and that was it.
While I would visit the local watering hole and shot some pool; while blowing my pay packet on beer and watching strippers perform.
On one Friday night about a while again, we had a few red wines together while having a quite night at home.
We watched a movie and chatted.
Cynthia made an exquisite meal prior for tea; that night (roast beef).
After several red wines she unzipped my pants and gave me a mind exploding blow job.
While we sat cuddling, she felt frisky and ask if she could go to the Club-X glory hole on McIssac Rd.
I smirked and said she pleaded.
“Oh honey, don’t feel left out, I want you to come with me.” Cynthia said.
“I don’t know.” I responded.
“Come on, I will pay for the taxi.” She pleaded.
I really didn’t want to see her blow another guy, but it looked like she wanted me too.
So I reluctantly agreed.
When caught a taxi and entered the building.
I watched the attendant at the counter, as Cynthia paid for the use of a booth.
She led me by the hand and I felt nervous.
There was a small red light near THE END
We would often chat at home about what direction our lives were going.
She told me when I felt indifferent to her; that she would visit glory holes and give random guys head until she felt happy again.
Sometimes it was all night, sometimes only a couple of hours.
It was her new hobby.
She also told me that she only gave them head; and that was it.
While I would visit the local watering hole and shot some pool; while blowing my pay packet on beer and watching strippers perform.
On one Friday night about a while again, we had a few red wines together while having a quite night at home.
We watched a movie and chatted.
Cynthia made an exquisite meal prior for tea; that night (roast beef).
After several red wines she unzipped my pants and gave me a mind exploding blow job.
While we sat cuddling, she felt frisky and ask if she could go to the Club-X glory hole on McIssac Rd.
I smirked and said she pleaded.
“Oh honey, don’t feel left out, I want you to come with me.” Cynthia said.
“I don’t know.” I responded.
“Come on, I will pay for the taxi.” She pleaded.
I really didn’t want to see her blow another guy, but it looked like she wanted me too.
So I reluctantly agreed.
When caught a taxi and entered the building.
I watched the attendant at the counter, as Cynthia paid for the use of a booth.
She led me by the hand and I felt nervous.
There was a small red light near THE END
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