Raste mein us ne kae bar seat ki side se apne hathoon se meri leg per apne hath phire lakin.Main sher ki weje se khamoosh rahi.raat 2 am hum log wapis...ponch ghae.wahan us ne mooka milte hi us ne mujhe eik dark gali main khanch liya aur achanek hi us ne mere hoont apne moon main le liya,mujhe bolne ka mooka hi na diya.2 mintes bad us ne mujhe shoor diya aur keha ka woh apne kamre main mera intzar kere gha.main kuch boli na aur khamooshi se ghar chali ghi.aur soochne leghi ka wahan jaoon ya na. We talked and laughed and as the margaritas flowed the flirting did also. Soon the pitcher he had made was empty. I knew I had quite the buzz happening and I am sure Steve did too. As in most situations like this, with a married guy, the subject of his and his wife's sex life comes up. They had been married over ten years and things had gotten very stale. Nancy never initiated sex and when she agreed to have it she just laid there. I just listened and nodded. He said she was into some diet and. Clearly she was uncomfortable, and not open to the idea. My husband paid for the meal, and ordered me up, he was clearly ready to go, when we stood up, I went to adjust my skirt, and he ordered me to stop. We walked out of the restaurant with my skirt riding up high enough to see the line of my pussy through my tights, my nipples pushing through my sweater and my husbands cock growing under his jeans. I was already wet, shaking with anticipation. I love when he takes control, I never know what. I promised some kind of response before dinner. I found Marcy and asked her what to do. Marcy told me the plan. She will talk with Azami Koizumi telling her of her husband’s request. Then ask her what SHE wants HIM to do when making love. I went back to Kaku Koizumi saying, “We will be ready for sexy lessons after dinner.” Mr. K thinks “we” means him with me teaching his wife. He is in for a surprise.Shortly after the Koizumi’s finished dinner Marcy and I knocked on the Koizumi’s door. Mr. K.