When I’m done I open the door, confronted with a cheeky grinning Mr. Hottie. “Thanks for that, Grace. You left me with Aunty Rose; I’m shocked ... could pry myself off her.” “I couldn't help it, I had to freshen up. You sure can dance.” “I was made to dance as a kid; I guess it comes in handy now.” “It sure does!” He pulls me close, kissing my lips tenderly. I lean up, wrapping my arms around him, he holds me close. I can feel his erection instantly; it’s like hot coal rolling deep inside. ” Hearing this, she hugged me and made me rest my head on her lap. I did it without hesitation.Then my best friend started massaging my head slowly. She bent over me and placed her head on my chest and started sobbing. I tried to console her and wrapped my hands around her shoulder.I asked her, “What happened?” She said, “Nothing.” and hugged me kissing me on my cheek. I was confused not knowing what and how to react. She then started kissing all over my face her warmth and wetness of her lips. She knew he couldn’t answer but asked all the same, ?Did you really think I wouldn’t mind, and did you think that I would not look for you just to punish you?? Thwack, thwack, thwack, She was looking down at the expression on his face and knew that he was thinking. Thwack, thwack, thwack, ?I wasted several years of my life waiting for you to make a decision, and when you did make one, it was to run.? Thwack, thwack, thwack, ?But to run while my back was turned and leaving no explanation.?. The idea of my wife eyeing an older man's bulge really aroused me."Is he well packed?" I went even further."Haha, well, I guess..." she bit her lower lip and chuckled, "he fills the fabric of his trousers quite well."It was quite abstract at the beginning, but it became very clear that she was ready. Her attraction was sexual and she was confident enough to open to me. She developed the hotwife attitude that I long desired. I have always been amazed by sexually open women and wanted my wife to.