He liked to tell Jen how much he loved white girls with big tits and little waists and rounded hips and asses.To be perfectly honest here, I am partly...responsible for Andre's interest in my wife. One night at the club while Jen was in a private room with another couple I took a break at the bar. Andre sidled up to me to chat."You got a beautiful lady, Tim. I've been admiring her for a long time. I bet she's a great lay."I must have been a little intoxicated because I found myself talking to him. And they were both in love. Or so they claimed. In love with Anneand Sophie.Perhaps it was pure coincidence, yes surely if must be that ....but the current subject under discussion by the aspiring writers atthe Guild was poetry. And being a mixed group, the poetry mostdiscussed was love poetry, thus allowing the more flirtatiousamongst them to personalise their readings and indeed theirliterary efforts. Vincent and Simon would not normally fall into the more flirtatiouscategory but had had that. My wife walked and we all followed. The room had low lighting and several couches and pillows all over and had club music playing in the background. The manager looked at us all and said enjoy, that he would return soon to check on us to see if we needed anything. He introduced a waitress to us and said that she would provide all the party favors that we needed. My wife immediately started dance and flow with the music that was playing. The guys were starting to undress and were telling my wife. Oh God," Ashley said.She looked down at me. Then looked down between her legs. And she nodded her head."I want to do it. Right now. Let's do it. I wanna have sex," Ashley said.No hesitation."You won't?" I said.She nodded hard."No. I won't tell anyone," Ashley said.She lay on her back. I moved up off her.I pushed her legs apart. I was so fucking hard I was shaking. I could not believe I was going to do this. But I wanted it so fucking badly, it wasn't even funny.I pressed my dick to the opening.