Date Night

datenightOn the way home from a night out with a lovely younger couple — not swingers, themselves, alas — we teased each other about the connections that seem to have been made. Camille, no stranger to home improvement projects of all kinds, floored the other husband with her knowledge of repairs, tools and time-saving methods. For his part, Holden kept the other young woman in stitches all night with his quick wit and flirty nature. We debated how quickly after arriving home we would tear one another’s clothes off, from the built up arousal we had generated by seeing each other at our best. We made it to the breakfast nook table, about 10 steps, before this happened.

[Big thanks to Jez for the photo idea!]

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