Maybe there would be time this morning? Or even in the shower. How long was it since we’d done that? The thought was so inspirational that I practic...lly rushed out of bed, giving Nick my most mischievous smile as I joined him in the en-suite bathroom. ‘Want some company, baby?’ His eyes would normally have instantly lit up, but instead all I could see was a sense of trepidation in them. Worrying about getting to work on time? A tinge of sadness passed through me—had our marriage really reached. No mind blowing orgasms and a lot of fumbling around. I gave him a blow job once and he was too grossed out by the idea of going down on me so we never did it end of story. We broke up at the end of summer before college and I never dated again after that period. Too busy trying to graduate, get a job and get the hell out of dodge. But right now my hormones were on overdrive and he was staring at me like he knew. I watched him as he took in a deep breath almost like he could smell my arousal. ‘Want to kiss them?’ she asked him. He wasted no time leaning over and kissing her tits. She then told him to suck a nipple. He sucked a nipple into his mouth and she had to tell him to suck it harder like he was trying to nurse her. He spent several minutes nursing her tit. She liked that he was young and had no experience so she could teach him just how she liked. She then stood him in front of her and said, ‘Now lets see what you have in these pants’ as she unzipped him and pulled his cock. That night, Kathy and Susan made love while Tom and I watched and I was allowed to stroke my cock as I sucked Tom off again. After I swallowed Tom's cum load again, they all watched me lick my own cum from the panties. That weekend, Susan had me dress in fishnet stockings, matching garters, black satin thong panties, and a black lacy camisole. I wore all of this under my khakis and oxford shirt. We went out for a nice, romantic, dinner. We kissed lovingly, held hands and had a wonderful.