Things started great. I grilled scallops and served an excellent wine and we toasted another year together. Unfortunately she got tipsy and picked a f...ght. The details don't matter but she was rough and demeaning and I was upset.Finally I walked out... to the garage. I had a big second story loft with a man cave kinda setup. Office desk with a computer, a projector with 100" screen, floorstanding speakers and a cushy wraparound couch. I was mad, horny and a little drunk myself.After our. Plus it made her feel sexy, as she watched her tits bounce and bob with the movements of her body.Having had enough, Isaac sat up and hefted his erection, penetrating Holly’s wet pussy.“Oh Master!” she cooed, feeling her bond with him reach its peak intensity as her body loosened to accommodate his manhood.After holding still for a moment to enjoy to the heat, softness, and wetness of Holly’s perfect cunt, Isaac grasped her hips and began thrusting into her, his lap clapping against the back of. However, over the last few months the sex hasn’t been all that it could be. To the point, I stopped making her cum. With this my confidence dropped and our sex life was at an impasse. If I couldn’t make her cum I didn’t feel like trying. It pushed me down. So I suggested that maybe we try adding another person to the mix. Denise works as a nurse, a profession full of women to get you hard, so I asked her about bringing along a co-worker. I figured maybe another woman could make her cum. Maybe. But then also I just wanted to see her naked, lick her, squeeze her, spank her, make her moan, fuck her. I realize that I have hots for older women especially who are a little plump.For a few years I kept masturbating using her panties and bra which were kept for washing, however my desperation was getting uncontrollable.I knew I could not tell her anything directly but something had to be done.After much thinking, I came across a plan which I was sure sounded stupid but was my only chance..