" What brought this on Steve? We kidded about sex a lot but this is going a lot further." I took the sex tapes home that you loaned me and I got turne... on by the interracial sex. It even surprised my wife and we had the best sex ever. Now I wonder what it would be like to swap wives with a black couple. I know you're not married but I figure you know a lot of black women. Toby, you need to know this was hard for me to ask you this. I don't want anyone else to know." What about your wife? Is she. She left light headed and weak in the knees. When she got home, she went into her bedroom, looked in the full length mirror, and saw that her jeans were completely soaked! She actually knew what her girlfriends meant by “getting wet”. As the nights went on, she became bolder. She would come to watch me wearing only some short shorts and a flimsy t-shirt or tank top with no panties. She watched me masturbate on three different occasions. She said that she would become so wet, that she. Maybe I was wrong about this aging thing.That night we went out for drinks with our friends Bill and Claire. We stayed out late drinking, and all of them took turns teasing me about my birthday. We finally left when the bar closed, and Louise invited them over to the house on Saturday for dinner. I was a little surprised since normally we spent my birthday together alone, but what the hell. Bill and Claire were good friends. We got home and went right to bed. Louise slept in the teddy I bought. Our breathing was heavy as we stroked and fondled each other with our hands. I pulled Art down to the bed on top of me between my spread legs. We hugged and our warm hard pre-cum wet cocks pressed into each other leaving a wet trail. Our hands roamed freely, rubbing each other's flesh. His fingers felt like butterfly wings fluttering against my hot skin. I lay there as he kissed his way down from my ear and along my neck with little pecks. It felt good; I mean great, good, you know what I mean..