It made me feel rather uncomfortable.Then he said, slowly, "Son, I think if you looked around, there would be a good number of choices." His hand came...up to his chin and he rubbed it, and then added, "Maybe you couldn't."This was not our typical talk. I didn't know what to do, except to clear my throat.My father went on, "I said it last night, and I meant it. She's a keeper." He cocked his head and looked at me, "Did you know that right away?" Pretty much," I responded."Then you didn't have. The smell was intoxicating. The mixture of her perfume and the musky smell of her pussy were amazing. I lost myself in all of these great sensations, the aromas, the feel of her panties, and my hand sliding up and down my cock. Holding the panties to my nose, my head back and eyes closed, my hand jerking my cock meant I was in no position to notice my aunt’s unannounced entrance to my room. I opened my eyes to see her standing there with the towel wrapped around her gloriously tanned body. After a few hours of gambling i decide its time to go back to the hotel and suprise my husband with his special gift. When we get back to the room i head into the bathroom to get into my new outfit. I had an extremly short black leather dress, pink fishnets , leather boots and i put electrical tape over my nipples. I walked out of the bathroom and i could tell my husband liked the outfit by the grin on his face and by the buldge im his pants. My leather boots always make me feel dominant and i. As happens more often than not — I fiddled with the edited version a little. So, any errors that you still see in the story were introduced by me.My wife was carrying on with her boss and everyone knew about it except, of course, me, the husband, who was the last to know. My first reaction was, understandably, anger. I wanted to hurt her badly and to execute a revenge that would become a benchmark in days to come.But then came sadness when I thought of self-destruction that would accompany my.