So when I came back home I build myself a sauna, a nice round one with a wood burning stove, two levels of benches in a three quarter circle with some...space in the middle in front of the oven.I just had finished building the sauna when my wife announced that the movie 50 shades of grey was playing in the cinema and that she wanted to go there with a bunch of her female friends. I guess they all read the book beforehand but not me. I heard enough about it in the media and am not interested in. The cartoons were so cool that people were on their cell phones calling others to come take a look.Dewey walked out of the operations building with what could be a teenager and couple of younger kids following him. We shook and I introduced him to my friends. He said, "Come on, we'll go out to the house for lunch. If the ladies have to leave they can, or they can spend the night and leave in the morning."We unloaded my duffel bag, the two aluminum cases, and the two guitar cases. Dewey asked,. What do the put in that coffee ?We ended up on the floor in a sixty-nine position. She quickly had my cock out of my pants and in her mouth. I was looking at her sweet, sweet pussy two inches from my nose, it smelled of carbolic soap. My tongue went to work on her clitoris, at first it too tasted of soap, but soon it was replaced by the taste of pure Freeda. Her juices were unstoppable and were trickling down my throat. I almost drowned when she forced her pussy down on my tongue as it went. The smirk reappeared and as she walked out of the room she repeated "yes, very different."After she left, I dejectedly put a sweat suit on over the underwear (I was in too much of a fog to take it off) and went to her room. After knocking on the door, and hearing her reply I walked in and tried to get some reassurance but she just insisted that she had to think about it and would talk to me later.Dinner with Cheryl and Cindy (my wife) that night was excruciating. I was trying to act completely.