But I’m married and I meant those vows.”After another moment, she rose from the bed and closed the blackout curtains, excluding any outside light ...rom the room. Then she turned and walked over toward the nightstand beside the bed.Turning to face me, she skimmed off the sweatshirt and the sweatpants, allowing me just enough time to see that she was completely naked underneath. Then she flipped off the light.“Get naked and come lie down on the bed,” she whispered. I did.“You can’t touch me,” she. Eventually, we made it to my bed, where we agreed to watch a little Netflix (Yes, I know. Stereotypical “Netflix and chill” moment). We watched one episode of Love, Death, and Robots and it was the Good Hunting episode (I highly recommend it as it was very good!). Throughout the episode I lightly rubbed my right hand along her inner thigh whereas my left hand was teasingly placed over her stomach just below her breasts. She responded with light touching of her own over my body. Once the episode. "Okay," she said. "Ah'd love to."The disco was tacky but it fit the bill; it was dark, crowded, noisy, and it made us feel like we were alone with each other even with a hundred people around us. A couple of times some jerk came up and tried to dance with me, and each time I loudly said "I'm with her." The first time Beth seemed embarassed, the second time a little proud.It was great watching her on the dance floor; after a while she really got into it, jiggling all she had back and forth,. Steve spent all day playing with his wife after barbeque prep was done to make sure she was very excited and her pussy was dripping wet to take the spit in case Jenna was not an option for meat.A little after 3pm Steve was standing in the backyard behind his wife who was laying with her breasts pressed flat on the picnic table and her hands bound behind her back with cooking twine, she was whimpering slightly as Steve slipped the spit into her pussy just as Jenna arrived, "Um hey" Jenna said as.