I decided then and there to write about it – not for any prurient sentiment but in an act of sharing what honor, respect, friendship and love can me...n. I had been working in Costa Rica running a club that I owned a large percentage of. I was tired of fighting the local mindset about what needed to be done and who was responsible to do it. My military training had taught me about accountability and responsibility and I just could not get them to engage. I decided to sell the club and look for. Then in a serious voice she said “And you can not do a thing about it, understood!" I could not deny that. "I couldn't help it," She really made me feel useless and inadequate. I knew that she was right and I could not blame her. She does deserve better than what I have to offer, especially a woman as hot looking as my wife. The fucked up part is, I was aroused as I pictured my wife fucking different guys all with big cocks then coming home humiliating me afterwards. I also wondered how many. “Do it or I’ll kick your ass right off the porch.”Reluctantly I looked at the task staring me in the face. Up close I could see tiny peach fuzz hairs all around the dark curly ones on the top of her mound. Her pussy lips were very wet from her juices leaking from inside. I noticed her smell again from when I had it on my finger and I liked it. Tentatively I stuck out my tongue and lapped her pussy like a dog.When I reached the top of her slit my tongue rubbed across the bud and she jumped. So I. I got uncomfortable and pulled back embarrassed.I quickly zipped up my pants, feeling baffled I did not react to his intrusion, sooner. We walked along the Boulevard, down to Santa Monica Boulevard. He said we could hitch a ride and try to make some money first. He knew a club where we could go later, but he realized I need an I.D.He stuck out his thumb at passing traffic, but no cars stopped for him. The cars honked as they sped along and away. We then continued to walk, and headed to an.