I feel decadent too. I just want to curl up and play with you and never leave this bed.” She leaned over for a simple kiss, and then their eyes lock... as she gazed at him.“This is so amazing,” she thought. “A part of me is remembering our wedding as happening last night, but theParispart of me is insisting our wedding happened more than a week ago.”Mark thought back, “I know. It does get a little difficult at times, trying to align the two perspectives. In a sense, they’re both real.”Jada. Either way, it took a whole lot of courage and a bottle of Chablis one Saturday night for me to let it slip. He didn’t say much why I told him, but I could tell by the bulge in his pants that he was turned on by the idea. After that, the idea came up every now and then. Whether it was me saying something like, “I wouldn’t do that unless you drugged me,” or him commenting, “If you don’t do” so and so, “I might just drug you and rape you,” it became our game of sexual innuendo. After some. She not only stroked him to full hardness, but she continued stroking him longer than she needed. She was enjoying this! There was a glob of pre-cum glistening on the tip of his swollen, mushroom head as it proudly stood from between his legs. She stopped stroking him and moved back by me."Ok, you have a huge dick" she admitted to him. There was a weird moment that all of us felt. What do we do now? My wife just stroked my buddy and gave him a boner. I wasn't sure what was about to happen next. At this point I really must confess that pure, a****l lust had taken over, and I asked-nervous and red faced myself now- if he wanted me to put on a little show for him, but he’d have to return the favour and keep it between us, and it seemed I clearly underestimated the nerve and hornyness of my boy, because before I knew it he said “Yes, please do mom, show me what you can do”, and quickly slipped out of his shorts, treating me to the lovely sight of his thick, erect member pointing upwards.