It was a Saturday, so it wasn’t exactly early then; I told him I’d be there about 10, which give me about an hour and a half to maybe play somethi...g, or read something – can’t remember which I did now – get ready and get over there. Not that I was tied to that time, but I like to follow through with what I’ll say I’ll do. I got ready and went over there, getting there just after 10. I knocked on the door – even though I’d been going to Matt’s for a number of years, and been told by his parents. My lips open to receive his extended tongue, unable to resist this intimacy I’ve come to welcome and enjoy. His kisses I can handle; his kisses won’t hurt me. Our tongues dance like they’re on fire. Removing one from the other may cause WW III. We kiss for a few more minutes, but I have to pull away slightly to catch my breath. Our eyes make four, and I give him a quick peck on his lips. With a swift motion, he’s flipped me over so I’m now on my back and he’s lying on me between my legs. His. I lost control as she demanded I go harder and faster. I suddenly came hard, shooting a thick load onto my hand and the floor. She stood straight up and said, " Now doesn't that feel better, Don't forget to clean up." Then she headed off to bed. Another day had come and past. I couldn't get my mind off of my wife's actions over the past days. It left me constantly horny and longing to be inside of her. Shortly after dinner that evening she asked me if I would rub the calf of her right leg. She. We’ll make this a night she’ll never forget…” Garret laughed with pride as they got to a room in the lower back of the basement. “Wow Dale… this set up is fantastic.” “I told you!” On the bed laid a skimpy little outfit for Hayly to wear during their sexual encounter. A bra with no cups, it was pretty much just a bikini, but like string around the breasts, a crotch less pair of panties and lacy thigh highs to match. Garret and Dale got all hot and bothered just thinking about it. “Oh man just.