I quickly zipped myself back into my pants, then picked up the phone and put it in my pocket. I sat next to her and pulled her head onto my shoulder, ...troking her hair, and kissing her head.After a time, I pushed her head slightly away, and said, “You good?”She looked up at me with those gorgeous eyes, and just hummed, “Mmmm,” and nodded. “More than good.” She lifted my hand to her mouth, and kissed it.“I think I’m going to love being your dirty little fucktoy.” And she turned and smiled up at. I saw Phil on his knees in front of my passed out wife looking straight up her dress. Excellent he has taken the bait. I walked back in to the room and before Phil could move back to his chair I asked him if he liked what he saw i.e. the view of my wife’s long nylon legs? Phil was immediately apologetic and started to get up. I said stay where you are, in fact why not part her thighs and stick your head up her short dress? Phil looked shocked that I had offered him a chance to put his head up. And gently rubbing them up and down….Whew! I said the obvious…. ‘that feels really good, you have beautiful hands’ and she leaned to me and kissed me on the lips with the most passionate lasting kiss ever. I moved my hand to the back of her neck and held her firmly as we continued kissing ever so slowly but passionately. I moved my hands to her side just under her arms gently touching the side of her breasts and slid my hands slowly up and down enjoying her curve’s and hips. I so wanted to. The change in our relationship came when Mona moved us away from the current man in her life; and the changes were fairly frequent, though with gaps in between. On this occasion money was very tight. Nevertheless she acquired an old but comfortable one bedroom flat. To be fair she did talk to me first before taking the flat. She made me aware we'd have to share the double bed, and that the gas in the kitchen and bathroom was coin meter driven. We’d have to be careful, and share our baths; no.