So before diving into some specific great moments, I thought I would share some statistics, just to see how we may or may not compare to others in "th... lifestyle". At the beginning, she had 13 motel room, same night encounters with her "friend" ,and then me afterwards. On 2 other occasions she spent the night with him, and on one, they spent a weekend together (more on those later!). They had a falling out - I never knew why, but I think he developer feelings, and my wife was still very much in. I enjoyed the small climaxes he gave me but they were unnecessary. An eight-incher had reamed and plundered my crotch after lunch as part of client-satisfaction protocol, ie, to make a big sale. My dinner partner carried a thick seven-incher which had deep-fucked me to several good ones too. But they were not there to give me a little pre-sleep relaxation. That’s what my husband was for and he knew it.He gets to fuck me on Sundays, holidays, and special ones like his birthday. Otherwise my. Your skirt rides up and I see that you are wearing the red lace thong panties that I bought for you. After a few minutes, you come out and take my hand. You place something soft in it and when I look I recognize that it's your panties. I raise them to my nose and inhale your scent. There is nothing more intoxicating then the mixture of your White Shoulders perfume and your natural scent.As we continue on our way, all I can think about is that you are bare underneath your skirt. As we approach. Nobody could see what was going on because we sitting at the bar with our backs to the lobby and there were very few people around. At times she does get a little bold with me and likes to show off for me but really only did it when she knew the possibility of getting caught was minimal. I always got turned on knowing there was even a slight possibility of getting caught. I was just sitting back sipping my drink and enjoying her play her game of making her nipples freakishly hard. We both sat.