<strong>Name:</strong>Richard Simon - 28<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Forbidden Fruit - VIP Booth<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Open, Emily<br/><br/>Richard blushed slightly at her words but obediently slid off the stool at her urging. His hand clasped hers as she lead him from the bar and over to the VIP section. He glanced around as they entered it - he'd never been to the VIP section of a club before - but immediately knew this wasn't your standard VIP room. He felt a little giddy with excitement as she closed the curtains to one booth, sequestering them off from the rest of the club - private but also somewhat public too.<br/><br/>He sat down on the plush cushioning, heart starting to race a bit now as she brought up the word 'fucking' so crudely. It was still uncharted waters for him - the idea of fully cheating on his girlfriend was still completely different than the act itself. But he was determined, committed this time, to fully go through with the act. He was already broken up with Sarah, mentally to some degree, and it would take the physical act to make it more permanent.<br/><br/>"I guess you could say that." He says with a shit-eating-grin on his face, his eyes roaming over her body. He settled back a little more. "After the taste I got earlier, I can't help but wonder what the full meal will be like."