Size nine, I think. I'll be right back." Then before she rose, I watched her lips kiss the instep of my foot, and her tongue lick at the skin. It sent...a sensual thrill upwards, ending at my groin, as she rose to her feet, her eyes still focused on my pussy.I should explain that like most women, I had been approached by other women occasionally, and never acceded to their attempts at seduction. But in the last month, as I relaxed into the nasty but fulfilling sensuality of my affair with my son,. Normally I loved it when my husband lusted after me, but it was a different man I desired tonight. We arrived at the Eagles Lodge, found a place to park, and walked inside. A cute, bubbly blonde stood at the front door. She wore a tight halter-top that left her midriff bare, and a pair of very tight blue-jeans. I noticed my husbands eyes roam her inviting figure, I could hardly be jealous since I was planning on doing far more than looking tonight. Standing next to the girl was a pimply faced. .He smiled and stood up. Slowly, he began to undress. Each piece of clothing removed in such a way as to tempt me even more. Finally, he got down to a pair of flannel, plaid boxers. His throbbing cock had popped of the split in the front, and the head, ready to burst, was right in front of me with the most delectable drop of precum just begging to be licked.I sat up and smiled as I moved closer to his throbbing member. I reached out with the tip of my tongue, and gently tasted the treat that. Chris was the choir boy of the party. He had a long time girlfriend back home and while he was happy to spend an evening ogling naked female flesh, he'd been vacillating about how far he'd go.Fowler reckoned that wasn't going to be very far at all, but each to their own as far as he was concerned."Sure, it'll be fine," Chris said. "I'll have some drinks at the bar and wait while you guys have some fun. I might even find one I can't resist."Or end up saying yes to the ugliest old banger just.