“Yeah! That’s fine Scoutmaster Aiden!”“Little Man, you realize you can just call me Aiden, right?”“Tch! Or Buttcheeks heh!” I shot a gla...e at Yoichi before turning back to Scoutmaster Aiden, “Yes! Of course, Scoutmaster Aiden!” My beaming grin made all of them laugh, Yoichi put his arm around my waist as I leaned onto his shoulder. I knew he did not think I caught it, but I saw how Scoutmaster Aiden looked at Scoutmaster Yoshi. I really hope that one of them gets brave enough to make the first. Oh but then on her way out the door we suddenly ended up in a deep kiss with her hand grabbing my cock through my jeans and my hand on one massive tit. Nothing happened after that, until 2015...Suddenly out of nowhere, after falling out of touch (part of it was guilt, other factors were the ridiculous fucking memes she always posted on Facebook rather than engaging in conversation) she started talking to me again and asking what I was up to lately. She suggested another visit.I knew I wanted to. “Junior stood beside the bed, anxious to see what his dad was doing to me. It was so erotic; Tommy! I got so hot knowing that my son was watching his father and me fuck!”While Aunt Dorothy related the story of that momentous experience, I looked back to Junior, Susan, and Sally. I realized that the narrative had excited them, as well. Both girls were rubbing their pussies through their clothing and Junior had a full sized erection. He had slipped his cock out of his pants and was stroking. I've been married for almost thirty years and I know you have too. And I also know you're having some of the same problems I am. I still love my wife, but she is more interested in being the wife of a successful executive in public than she is in acting like a wife at home. Hell, our housekeeper does just about everything in the house. I think if Marg could get Marisol to take care of our once a month fucking she would do that too. Now should I leave my wife and give up half my shit, or should.