I went straight to my friend, Silvia's house. I told her what happened and she convinced me to go out to the bar with her. We got wasted. At one point...I was dancing with an attractive black guy named Marc and I had such a good buzz, I did nothing when he started to feel me up. Then we were grinding on the dance floor and I was getting wet. I felt his huge hard black dick rub against me and it sent shivers of delight through my body. I figured at this point that I should leave and looked around. "She'd definitely knew I had soiled her plant if I took a dump!"I ripped off a small leaf and wiped my wet pussy with it, before quickly burying the evidence underneath a dry unsoiled patch of sod and sat back down on the chair. I hadn't pulled my skirt and thong back up, and I must say, the feel of the leather caressing my naked flesh underneath me felt real nice.For a little while at least, for it wasn't long 'til it felt hot and started sticking to the hot sweaty skin of my bare ass. I stood. She looks at them, a pair of flats, pumps and sandals, then the pair of sneakers on her feet and the two pair of male shoes she's putting in storage: one pair of sneakers, and a pair of dress shoes. Sighing softly, she puts the male clothing into the bags from the mall, and takes them down the hall to the guest room. She has to stand on the tips of her toes to put the bags up on the closet shelf, but manages to get her old clothing stowed without mishap. She walks back to her room and grabs. She helped him shed his clothes quickly and saw that he was already hard as a rock. The slut told him she really wanted him to lick her pussy. So she lay down and spread her long slim legs and he went to work on her with his tongue.She was pushing his head down onto her hot wet pussy to urge him to get his tongue in deeper, thrusting her hips as she neared orgasm.I watched my whore wife as her eyes closed in ecstasy as the orgasm approached. With Paul licking and sucking at her pussy and clit.