In a way, I guess you can say I “milk” my husband to keep him satisfied but receive a boyfriend’s “milk” in my pussy, to keep me satisfied.A...d I do it with the self-satisfied awareness that my husband’s waiting at home for me, knowing that as he dutifully, reverently keeps true to me I’m being anything but true to him. Because that’s the way it works in our marriage. While Hubby waits at home for me, aroused as he imagines what I’m doing, my chosen lover is having his way with me.He’s driving. “Cut!” yelled the Director (James). “That’s a good start for the scene. I think we can use it. Now, each of you guys start touching her arm, or her hair, or her legs! But just gently, as if it’s an after thought.”Feeling a light touch on one of her thighs, Emma looked down to where Jake was barely touching her thigh. Looking into his face, Emma smiled and moved in to kiss him. Their lips met, her tongue was in his mouth and they were French kissing! She reached down and moved his hand higher up. My wife was wet and ready to go right from the start. She noticed a few single men standing around and asked me if she could go over and talk to this nice looking black man near the bar. Of course I said this is your night and have fun. She went over to him and started talking with him. It was really exciting seeing her looking so sexy and meeting this total stranger. I gave them some time getting to know each other and then I went over to join them. There was another single white guy near us. ” she replied.She went on to tell me that things had quieted down between her and Lance. In fact they had dinner the night before and managed to work out most of the financial arrangements of their divorce. She told me that they actually got along much better now than when they were together.I just smiled and shook my head as if I understood. She then asked me why I hadn’t been to her parents house in almost a month. I responded I just had not been feeling well lately and wanted to be alone..