She sat we had a talk for some time she bought me kurta which she gave me. when i was about to change she asked me to change it in front of her. i rem...ved my shirt and when i was about to wear the kurta i can see her watching my body with a lot of lust in her eyes. Later i sat beside her and took her hand in my hand and slowly while talking moved it to my penis and put it just above it. as it was rock hard she suddenly looked in my eyes with lust. i put one of her hand on her right boob from. And there were the kids to think about too.So when I first saw the evidence of my wife's betrayal, I didn't blow my top. In fact I didn't say anything at all. But I did begin to think about what I should do about it and finally decided that I would spy on her to see where she went and with whom.You see, I work from my home office as a marketing consultant. The business was the legacy of Laura's dad who had built the client list and had run the company for almost 20 years before bringing me in. A marriage, though... He idly thought about that, trying it on in hismind. Wife? Her? Hm, well, why not? It felt familiar, and now it feltgood, too. Maybe that was how it should go, if she could still focusthat brilliant mind of hers. Without it, they had nothing but sex,really. With it, they had a good foundation for the deepening of thefondness that he already felt for her. That was the key, then. And, ifthat worked, then they probably belonged married; he certainly didn'twant to lose the. “What’s this?”“I love you.”“I know, but...”I slid my hand under his waistband, fishing around inside the front of his pants until I found my prize and clutched it firmly. “And I wanted to show you.”“Amy, we can’t.”I didn’t let go and began stroking as his cock quickly became firm in my hand. “Your brain may say no but your body is saying yes.”He turned to face me, allowing me to undo his belt and slide down his pants. “What do you want with me? I’m an old man.”“Like I said, you can satisfy me.