When we sat at the bar, there were three guys and a mid-age lady.There was also an attractive young guy that I sat next to. He was kind and talked to...me so warmly. When tasting our second drink, I noticed the bulge in his pants and thought he was really well hung. After a few more drinks Julia said she was tired and went to our car to bed…I kissed her goodbye, telling I was in the mood for a last glass…I really wanted to see how hung my brand new friend Joao was tonight. I wanted to get him. Me..." Honey, you can at least try it on. For me."I didn't know exactly what to say. Kathy and I had been married for seven years and I'd like to think we were every bit as much in love as when she first said "I do." Still, a certain degree of staleness creeps into every long-term relationship. It's inevitable, I guess. Lately, it seemed that Kathy was trying to do little things to spice up our sex lives. I guess she figured seeing me strut around like some kind of Latin gigolo in a little. I said that was sad and that I had liked her (in fact I regularly wanked thinking about her!). I asked him why they had split and he said he had stuck his cock up her bum without asking first and she had freaked out and called him a pervert. I said that was unreasonable of her but had to cross my legs to hide my erection. She did have a very cute bum and it was an instant turn on to think of his cock inside it. I remembered seeing him changing once and being a little jealous of what he had. ”“You placed Aaron as equal to me. You found him better than me. Well, Carol, I tried my best to be a good husband, and I failed. I have clearly failed. We can no longer stay together as it would only pain me and make me hate you more. I want to move on and it will be good for you to do the same. I am sure, Aaron will be a better husband than me.”Carol was dumbfounded. My words had taken away her power of speech and she stopped speaking. I stood up to move and Carol grabbed my hand.“Carol,.