She agreed readily, I first asked about her age that she told 32 then I asked her about her number she was confused that what number I was asking and ...old me her cell number I put my hands on her boobs and told that I was asking about the number of her brassier she felt shy but replied simply 36 I looked at her magnificent breasts and shook my hand in negation u seem more than 36 your bust is eminent like Saima Kahn Pakistani Heroine she asked she did not know. I asked can I confirm it by. Is that OK, yeah? She gave me such a dirty look that I just beamed back at her and said yeah, that’s great, come on in. All three of them came in. The two guys said hello and introduced themselves. Mike was this tall blonde guy, who seemed really well built. His friend was Dave, and he was big too, and looked like a little Italian. Diane looked tiny next to them. Yeah, they going to fuck her apart, and I was too. My Wife did a sexy dance, touching herself through her clothes, tweaking her. That was until I noticed a shadow moving from under our door. A shiver ran down my spine when I frightfully thought. Oh my god! Did Stevie just hear us?Not wanting to spoil the mood, I forwent telling my wife what I had just witnessed and kissed her hard when her face leaned forward."So, what did you think?" Meadow cooed as she rubbed her nose over mine."Lost for words," I said. "What made you think about doing that?"Meadow sighed as she sat upright on my lap with my limp dick still buried. Then she swore me to secrecy about her crush on him. So, now I’m guessing that she finally told him. I’m just wondering what happened between him and Maggie. Shit, I was Best Man at their wedding!”Then I looked at her. “Sweetheart, what is it with women, not telling a guy that they like him?”She looked back at me with a bemused half smile on her face. I could tell she was thinking. We’d known each other for about eight months, and in that time, we’d become somewhat attuned to each other’s.