He asked my wife to “get the head of his dick wet” so she got some saliva and licked all over the head of his cock. My wife said “I would have ...ucked his cock longer but I was fucking aching to get laid”. So the guy suggested that she do the same to him and take a pinch and blow it onto his dick head to get an even coating. So my wife said “I nervously had a little pinch on a piece of paper and he held his cock straight forward and I blew the little bit of coke and, presto, a perfect. She turned to him and looked into his bright blue eyes. She glanced down then right back up again. One of her coy, flirty moves she did on instinct. “How ‘bout you start with my lips?”He flashed a big smile, and without hesitation, grabbed her face and kissed her. She started a bit at the initial touch, but quickly found herself engulfed in his kiss. He was a better kisser than she’d expected. His lips were quite soft; his tongue was strong, but not overpowering. He countered her every move. Walk her to the door, she unlocks and I take her in and sit her down in her chair. I notice it is a lift chair. I get her back down and walk out to her car pop the trunk and take her groceries int the kitchen. I can tell she is single, maybe a widower or a divorcee. I decide she isn't flirting during this time so my sexual thoughts just leave. I don't think she is doing intentional. I get her two liters unloaded and she is telling me where to put her stuff away. I walk back to the living room. ” Pricey, I thought.“My dad thought I needed more exercise,” I confessed. “I was pretty much a wreck first semester. I guess it did help.”“So what’s the story with you two?”“Sandra!”“Oh hush, Amy. You know that’s the question you really meant to ask. Every time we see Tony or Melody this week, we see Tony and Melody. Are you two a couple now?” We looked at each other. We weren’t really hiding it, but now we were going to openly declare it.“Umm ... yeah. I guess so.”“Damn, Melody. How’d you get.