My only concern was why my wife wascompletely nude under a small, and I mean small, like a hand towel. Thetowel was moved along Karen tight little bod... as Jana continued tomassage all of wife's "tight" muscles. It seemed the "towel" somehowlegitimatize a "non" full nude body massage. I couldn't tell who enjoyedthe massage more; Karen (receiving) or Jana (giving).One day I came home and decided to be really quiet.I heard the two women talking about some of the black athletes who workedout at the. Upon entering the bedroom I received my v-day present. She put on a little mood music and began a slow, sensuous strip for me. She pulled my shirt over my head and began to kiss down my chest, while she rubbed my hard on through my jeans. Then she released my throbbing dick from my pants and flicked the tip with her tongue. In one swift motion she grabbed the base of my dick, and took as much of it in her mouth as she could handle. Slowly, she bobbed up and down on my tip and her hand worked. Obviously, my secrethobby had been discovered, and I had no idea what Heather, mywife, was going to do about it.It was time to face the music, obviously, and I headed backdownstairs. "I didn't expect to see you still wearing your suit,I thought you might have wanted to `slip into something morecomfortable'," Heather said sarcastically. "Maybe the blacknightie, or the cute little cocktail dress, or at least pantiesand a bra. Well, you see what I found in your closet, would youlike to explain. Even writing about it makes me horny lol. If I get the chance I grab his dick with both hands and I start to caress his dick with both hands to get it off. With long strokes up and down the full length of that mega dick. Then I feel his length begin to swell in my hands, and the veins on his cock become swollen so that I can feel them in my hands, milking it all the way along his cock. While I do that, I'll lick occasionally with my tongue up and down his dick, so I can feel those thick veins..