When I was done, the room had a soft glow with a sandalwood aroma. I knew that there was no need for more sex tonight, but we both needed to be soothe....The candles, etcetera said, “We’ll be okay, but both of us need to just chill.”Looking around, I felt refreshed, in charge again. I picked up my Homestead robe, put it on and sat in my chair.My wife rapped on the door and I said, “Come in, please.”She appeared wearing the same white top and khakis, holding a bottle of expensive Champagne, two. I leave him wondering what my intentions are, but at every opportunity throughout the day I caress him briefly. As the day progresses he removes his shirt to cool off in the hot weather. His masculine chest, well defined and muscled, makes my heart beat fast. I eye him appreciatively from top to bottom while he watches. "My you must workout often, you are so buff!" I circle around him caressing his torso as I do. "Any chance I can see more?" I purr. He smiles and nods and starts to slowly. " What's your favourite pose?" I ask before she disappears."Wheelbarrow," she replies jokingly, before disappearing around the corner."Isn't that a sex position?" I holler after her.No reply.'Well,' I think to myself, 'at least she's got a sense of humour.'Almost an hour later I see her emerge sweaty from whatever she was doing down there."I'm gonna go shower and get changed," she tells me."I guess you don't need me to come with you, eh," I shoot back."Maybe next time," she answers back with a. It was Jake Mullett.I found myself staring at him and he was smiling at me. He walked over and handed me another drink and I accepted it. I spent the next hour with him. He spent most of the time talking about himself or how he always wanted in my pants. I made the big mistake of saying, "If I get any drunker you'll probably succeed."A number of the people were going out to the parking lot and coming back in. I asked Jake what was going on. He told me that John Beal had just bought a new.