"Who wouldn't love to be stroked by a hot momma like you," I said. It was a sleazy black club that didn't even have a sign out front. Few people knew...about it. I parked in a dark spot. We began kissing right away. My hand reached into her blouse and felt her tits. It was smooth and had no piercing. I rolled her nipple between my thumb and forefinger. Then I squeezed hard! "Oh! Daddy! I love that," she cooed. She looked into my eyes, inviting me to kiss her. We did. She opened her warm, moist. Owned by the Mafia... true!" He drained his glass and looked at Laurie questioningly."Another handle for John," Laurie called across the bar to Ernie."Them sheilas are not real... models, all of them. They hook you in, see and them Mafia agents ask you for money or get your credit card number. I read all about it." Yeah?" Yeah. You get an Email asking you to send money for the airfare. When you do you never see the sheila nor the money again... I read about it." Yeah?" Yeah. What's her name?". We had been happily married for twenty-five years, we had three wonderful children, and we had six beautiful grandchildren.So I stood there and told my husband everything that he wanted to know, about how it all started, and how quickly it had escalated into what he had seen just minutes ago.I waited for the bomb to drop. My whole marriage flew before my eyes. I was wondering what my life would be like without him.Then my husband pushed me over the back of the couch and started to fuck me from. M, rubbing his dick through his pants.Then I shut off the water and wrapped my towel around me and stuck my head out of the bathroom door and he jumped up and ran to the counter. I had to get his attention again. "Jacob, hey uhm I left my p.js in the living room on the couch, would you mind grabbing them for me?" I asked him, in my most sexy voice. "Uh, sure." He said back and ran in the living room. He grabbed them and I just opened the bathroom door and walked over to the shower so I could.