I'm going to keep it short but feel free to message me if you want to know more. Basically I got married to a beautiful Arab girl and my friend was at...our wedding. Me and my friend have done a lot together especially abroad in the past. Although he is respectful usually, it took a turn as he fancies my wife. What he loved about her is she is a classy Arab, talks well, he told me she has everything that is pretty about her, her hands feet etc.. anyway he started to come over to my house after. "We need to talk ... about last night."I started to protest, but she silenced me by placing her index finger against my lips. I drank in the sensation of her warmth and resisted the urge to take it into my mouth. My eyes went directly to her full, firm breasts covered only by a sheer white silk blouse that did nothing to conceal her very hard, erect nipples. I felt her finger beneath my chin. She raised my face until our eyes met."Last night was very special," she said. "But, Jonathan, there is. It was obvious to all that she was in no shape to drive. Four of the girls were together, so two of them got in the car with us, and the other two followed in their own car.Barb drove us with Tina in the passenger seat giving her directions. Glenda got into the backseat with me, and I got the feeling early on that the whole thing had been prearranged. Glenda had been the one tending to my drinking needs most of the night and more than once, her hand had found my thigh.Even before the car began. " Excuse me?" If you want to name him after my brother, call him Bozo." Oh, that's perfect, Mary. Come here, Bozo. Bozo. Here, Boy. Oh, look. He knows his name."Just what I needed. Well, if she was going to call the dog Bozo, she probably wouldn't use the same name on me. Although I had no doubt she could find a pet name just as charming for me if she tried.Bozo got VERY interested when I started cooking the hamburgers. His nose was almost straight up in the air, sniffing in all.