She looked at Bill and he looked at her. He waited. She reached behind herself and unclasped the bra and set in on the chair with her clothes. She the... reached to her sides and stepped out of the purple panties.Bill leaned back in his chair and took her in. She had prefect breasts for her body, they were round and pert, capped by small pink nipples. She had clearly worn a small bikini recently because her tan lines were distinct and outlined a pretty small bathing suit.She had shaven her pubic. After that it didn’t take alcohol for me to have happy times between her thighs. She obviously enjoyed it a lot too.We’d been married not yet a year when things got difficult at work for her and she started drinking more when she came home. One time that I’ll never forget, she was lying on her bed with my dick wilted in her pussy, oozing when I’d given her, when she looked at me seriously and said, “I’m gonna, you know...”“You know what?”She gave the most wicked grin I’d ever seen on her face,. I was moaning and looking at all the guys around us and begged him to fuck me. He was clawing my ass and breathing hard so I knew he was going to cum. I grabbed his ass as best as I could to keep him in me while he came. He stayed in me until he went soft, part of me wanted to ask if he has to piss now, and he could stay in there, but he said thanks for the ass and let me there.I walked around a bit, took a dip in the pool, and decided to lie on an angled padded table in back near the sling and. Faisal covered his nude genitals with a towel and flicked away the hand of the blonde slowly stroking there. “What can I do for you, Miss Armis?” he asked calmly, in English that showed barely a trace of his Eaton / Oxford education. He was a man of middle years, still in good shape and darkly handsome.“I don’t mean to interrupt, sir,” Armis answered, nodding her head toward the recumbent form of Miss Norway of the prior year. “Should I come back at a more convenient time?”“No, no. Not.