He wentto the bathroom to clean up and I just laid there enjoyingthe moment. when he emerged he got dressed, commented onhow good his first time was, ...ow good I was and then we thankedeach other and he left. I laid there a few minutes re-living what had just happenedwith a smile on my face. I then got up and put my panties backon and was about to get ready to go home when my phone texted.It was Bob and he said he had a great time, and was hard again,wanting to come back. I said he was more than. We began kissing each other pretty passionately as his hands worked their way to my shirt. He reached up and began squeezing my tits through my shirt before slowly unbuttoning each of the buttons. Once they were unbuttoned, I reached in and unclipped my bra. I was wearing one that had the clip in the front and my tits quickly sprang free. He reached into my shirt and began squeezing them before leaning down and taking each of my nipples into his mouth. After doing this for a little bit, he. In the last couple of years, however, we'vestarted to make our contests quite formal, drawing out increasinglycomplete rules and regulations before each start. In the beginning we alsoset a prize, but both of us have soon realized that the real prize wasthewinning itself. Only when we'd drag some of our family or friends into oneof our contests, there would be a symbolic prize.But not this time. Besides receiving the formal title of the best wife,there was no other award, which is why I enjoyed. I don't think I've heard him laugh before. "Your husband doesn't mind you staying out this late? He doesn't worry about you?" "This late? It's only 12:30." "Well, if you were my wife you wouldn't need to go out at all." "So what you are saying is that you don't allow your wife to have friends and go out and socialize? And if she does she has to be back home before the street lights come on?" "You are such a comedian. No that isn't what I am saying. So you are married?" "I have admitted to no.