I was having a lot of sex with my wife but it wasn't really great. I didn't pay much attention to that until one day when we stopped having sex. Again... that didn't bordered me much and deep down I was more relaxed without fucking her. She didn't seemed to be bordered by the situation also.Though we were getting along very well, we didn't fucked for about six months.One day I came home from work earlier without calling. I wanted to surprise her so I was very quiet when I got in. The surprise was. I broke the lock he had on my lips and ass and began to dance around him like a true nymph. I take belly dancing classes back in the city and I did quite the dance for my Greek lover. He was lost in the swaying and shaking of hips and I wrapped my body around him like he was a pole at a strip club. I let my hands explore him.I started stroking his chest while I ground my hips against his erection. I let my fingers follow droplets of sweat to over his ripped pecs and down to his washboard. She’d been a newly divorced woman. Now she was still single, but she was not the innocent woman she’d been before. She knew what she wanted sexually as well as professionally. Her gaze focused on the bedroom where Ridge had led her and she squeezed his fingers. ‘Let’s do this together,’ she told him, pulling her hand free and returning to the buttons that were still keeping his shirt closed around his navel. Ridge watched her fingers and then he followed her lead, opening hers and letting his. . groaned... let out adismayed cry... and messed his panties with a load of fresh cream.After he had been allowed a few moments to settle back down, Astridassumed a commanding tone and told him, "That was just awful. You cankeep those sticky panties on as a reminder of how little self control youpossess. Honestly, Joy, you are the worst sissy I've ever encountered."Jay cringed under her words but he couldn't deny how fulfilled he was.She plucked the lipstick out of his bra and applied it to.