I showed him a couple of pictures of my wife so he would know what she looked like. I let him know that he would be able to massage her entire body wi...hout restriction as far as I knew but that my wife would have the final say. I told him that I could not guarantee that he would have sex with her or even get a hand job and wanted to know if that was understood and accepted. He told me that it was fine and he understood completely and wanted to help me make her fantasy a reality. I gave him the. So he knew just what he was doing as he handled mine. And as he massaged my stiff tool, he looked up at me with longing eyes. I knew that look well. It was the look of someone who yearned to do whatever you wanted of him, it was the look of a bottom. And that was just fine by me because, if anything, I tend to be a top. I like to sock it to a dude, to have him do my bidding. "Suck it!" I hissed at him, waving it in his face as I reached around with a hand and pressed his head close. He wrapped. I could keep the warmth. My forehead was wet with sweat. She asked me 2-3 times if that was true but I denied. But she said no that’s true. I left the house immediately. In the evening I told her that yes it is true that I m trying for u. She smiled. Then I said but I am not looking for anything more, she said ok don’t look and started laughing, actually she was teasing me.Then she said that her husband is having night shift tomorrow, I simply said ok. She asked what time is you coming tomorrow. Then I slowly work down to her clitoris and the tension builds up in her until I finally reach under her jeans and panties and rub my finger between her slit. It is wet now and juicy with an-ticipation. She is frantically pushing and rubbing her ass against my cock by this time, and I’m almost bursting. I undo her jeans button and unzip her fly (for some reason it’s al-ways jeans in this fantasy), while at the same time she has reached behind her and is undoing my zipper and stroking my erect.