Husband Fault Cuckold
Patricia's pulse quickened as she walked into the crowded nightclub. She rounded the corner leading away from the front door and the loud thumping bass assaulted her ears. She'd never been much of a dancer and hip hop was not her type of music but Tony had chosen where to meet.Her pretty dark eyes scanned the crowded dance floor and she breathed a deep sigh of relief when she didn't recognize anyone. She hadn't expected to. The club was 35 miles from her suburban DC home and most of her friends...