A few minutes later, the husband walked up to me in his gym shorts and no shorts. It was the first time I saw him without a shirt, and did he excite m... even more. His chest was full of silver hair that ran all the way down his stomach and disappeared into his shorts. I was kneeling down pulling weeds when I looked up and noticed something really nice swinging under his shorts. The husband, Steve started up a conversation as I stood up. Steve put a hand on my shoulder and told me he needed some. She then told me that she was Tabatha a friend of my daughter’s back when they were both in high school. She had certainly changed since high school.I gave Tabatha the once over. I started to recognize who she was. I remembered that she was my daughter’s age and that she had been the school slut while they were in high school. I also remembered wanting to fuck her myself and that in fact I had. I remembered fucking her just once when she spent the night at our house and had gotten drunk on my. " Yea, what site did you meet yours off of?" I ask.I start thinking that you are probably wearing a nice thong that matches your bra under that skirt, or maybe even nothing at all! Making my cock fully erect! I look around hoping that no one can see under the table! I move my right hand under the table and start to slowly rub my raging hard on through my jeans!"What site was it that you went to?" you ask me as I notice that you have started taking your foot and rubbing it on my leg a little!"It. Do we really need to spend most of our precious lifetime away from each other. I enter the dark quiet house that we call home. The silence is deafening.I miss my wife, greeting me with a kiss, hearing her say, "I've missed you so much, I'm glad you're home." I climb the stairs to our bedroom and sit on our bed, listening to you breathe. It's the most wonderful sound in the world.I undress and shower. Climbing under the covers, I move over close to you and find you lying on you side, your back.