I asked her if her friend was male or female but told her it didn't matter. She said she would text me when she and her friend were on the way. Two h...urs later, the hot tub was up to temp, some stones were ready fore my 4 person sauna and the pool was cleaned. I got a text from the lady with the friend that said she would be here in 15 minutes if that was ok. I replied it was fine. After about ten minutes the lady I had talked to earlier texted me and asked if I still wanted company. I told. My wife would wear it, and nothing else, to entice me before we made love. She knew that walking around the bed in it would capture my full attention. She would turn slightly, enough for me to realize she was wearing a thong, but not enough to see her rear full-on. She knew this drove me to distraction. She knew I wanted to gaze at her ass as she bent over.My penis hardened as these memories moved through my mind. I slid the red panties I was wearing down to my ankles and grabbed my shaft with. I'd really love to get the blend. I wonder if I'd be able to find the ingredients in Assiah. As I was busy scanning the outer reaches of Tartarus, I heard a voice saying something. My already overloaded mind was unable to comprehend what was being said. It was like listening to hundreds of voices and looking at hundreds of faces at the same time, making it impossible to catch any details.So I pulled my senses back, narrowing it to my immediate surrounding. I noticed a presence of someone,. I've always been a little concerned about their size. I wish they were larger. Not huge, just, you know, a little fuller. I know men like women with larger, perky breasts, and growing up I worried they wouldn't find me as attractive. My little mosquito bite tits were a not uncommon source of teasing by other girls. Guys I'd be intimate with would also sometimes poke fun at them, but in a loving, teasing sort of way. In the back of my mind though, a small, maybe not fully acknowledged part of me.