I should have cancelled right there but I didnt The whole time I was chatting with him, I kept visualizing him with my wife. How would he approach her... his technique, his hands on her were some things that made me wonder. I also thought of my fantasy. In fantasies everything goes perfect. In reality, things could go very bad and this guy was certainly not her type but thats what intrigued me. If my wife passed him in a grocery store she would never give him a second look. The thought of him. And?”She looked down again, but didn’t reply.“I’ll give you a hint”, I said. “I know you wanted to do it. I’m doing you a favour by letting you.”She gasped, as she realised how transparent she’d been. Finally, she spoke.“Thank you ... for using me like this.” She sounded conflicted, but not unwilling.I stood up and hugged her, patting her head.“Good girl. Let’s go have breakfast.”I held her hand, and it cheered her up as we walked to the kitchen together. I realised something about Amanda. She. She was in my ass and mouth, holding me to her gently with a hand on my back. Her beautiful eyes locked mine to hers. A small push and I was rocking forward and back on her dildos. The strap-on in my ass would penetrate me five to seven inches while the one in my mouth had its tip at my lips. Then I'd move forward and feel that pleasurable void as the one in my ass withdrew. She bounced her hips to fuck me harder and to make the dildo inside her move. The harness moved away from her a bit when. .. um... did you ever find a shirt?" 'Stupid, stupid!'She pouted her lip, "No. They didn't have any in my size. You'd think a store that sells SuperBras would have bigger shirts. I can't find anything in this store that fits me!" She cupped her hands under her tits and lifted them for emphasis. "Do you think I made them too big? They're too big, aren't they? Tell me the truth." She leaned towards Jim, offering him a chance to test the validity of her statement.Jim was shocked. He had never even.