Darren Will Go To A Bar

Darren paused and considered that, on the one hand he was the one booked, and it might be for Martine's safety and comfort that he remains there, on the other hand his presence might also mean she doesn't fully enjoy the experience of being watched or having to focus on two people in the room, it might also be, he reasoned that he might enjoy it but on the other hand it may be as it's a new experience be something he doesn't, or worse...she might and he might not. Truly the changing dynamic was something that had to be explored seriously.

I guess that's why she's sat us down and not jumped straight on Martine, have to admit I'm glad she's professional at this.

In the end, adjusting himself from his left to right buttock on the couch he pursed his lips in consideration and decided:

"I don't know if I can jump straight to watching my girl get plowed, I booked it sure and I do want Martine to experiment and myself to as well but I'm not ready yet for the visual, I'll head out to a bar and get a report later if that's okay?"

"No problem Senor."

His last memory before getting dressed, getting his keys and leaving via the front door was one of Isadora hand in hand with Martine going upstairs.

The drive to the nearest bar was quick enough, his mind racing with possibility and hidden naughty speculations of what was going on with his girlfriend and Isadora back home, but as he pulled up and entered and approached the bar he bid these thoughts to disappear for a while.

"One pint please, fancy a good stiff one tonight."

A smile came unbidden to him at the words out his mouth.

Guess that makes two of us...huh babe....